1 "It came through Provis," I replied.
2 He was stopped in his running on and in his shaking hands with me, by seeing Provis.
3 This was when we were left alone on the night of the day when Provis told us his story.
4 Expecting Herbert all the time, I dared not go out, except when I took Provis for an airing after dark.
5 Provis was to be strictly careful while I was gone, and Herbert was to take the charge of him that I had taken.
6 Provis, who had been asleep too, staggered up at the noise I made, and in an instant I saw his jackknife shining in his hand.
7 I went straight back to the Temple, where I found the terrible Provis drinking rum and water and smoking negro-head, in safety.
8 Provis, regarding him with a fixed attention, was slowly putting up his jackknife, and groping in another pocket for something else.
9 A letter, under date Portsmouth, from a colonist of the name of Provis, asking for the particulars of your address, on behalf of Magwitch.
10 To have Provis for an upper lodger is quite a godsend to Mrs. Whimple," said Herbert, "for of course people in general won't stand that noise.
11 I said to Herbert, meanwhile, that even if Provis were recognized and taken, in spite of himself, I should be wretched as the cause, however innocently.
12 I shut the book and nodded slightly to Herbert, and put the book by; but we neither of us said anything, and both looked at Provis as he stood smoking by the fire.
13 In his two cabin rooms at the top of the house, which were fresh and airy, and in which Mr. Barley was less audible than below, I found Provis comfortably settled.
14 So, Herbert, looking at me with a friendly uneasiness and amazement, complied, and Provis immediately shaking hands with him, said, "Now you're on your oath, you know."
15 In vain should I attempt to describe the astonishment and disquiet of Herbert, when he and I and Provis sat down before the fire, and I recounted the whole of the secret.
16 But all this time, why I was not to go home, and what had happened at home, and when I should go home, and whether Provis was safe at home, were questions occupying my mind so busily, that one might have supposed there could be no more room in it for any other theme.
17 There being to my knowledge a respectable lodging-house in Essex Street, the back of which looked into the Temple, and was almost within hail of my windows, I first of all repaired to that house, and was so fortunate as to secure the second floor for my uncle, Mr. Provis.
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