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heard a word that any of the three shadows said as they sat there drinking tea。
At length she came home one night after one of these saunterings and mounted to her bedroom。 She took off her laced coat and stood there in shirt and breeches looking out of the window。 There was something stirring in the air which forbade her to go to bed。 A white haze lay over the town； for it was a frosty night in midwinter and a magnificent vista lay all round her。 She could see St Paul’s； the Tower； Westminster Abbey； with all the spires and domes of the city churches； the smooth bulk of its banks； the opulent and ample curves of its halls and meeting–places。 On the north rose the smooth； shorn heights of Hampstead； and in the west the streets and squares of Mayfair shone out in one clear radiance。 Upon this serene and orderly prospect the stars looked down； glittering； positive； hard； from a cloudless sky。 In the extreme clearness of the atmosphere the line of every roof； the cowl of every chimney； was perceptible； even the cobbles in the streets showed distinct one from another； and Orlando could not help paring this orderly scene with the irregular and huddled purlieus which had been the city of London in the reign of Queen Elizabeth。 Then； she remembered； the city； if such one could call it； lay crowded； a mere huddle and conglomeration of houses； under her windows at Blackfriars。 The stars reflected themselves in deep pits of stagnant water which lay in the middle of the streets。 A black shadow at the corner where the wine shop used to stand was； as likely as not； the corpse of a murdered man。 She could remember the cries of many a one wounded in such night brawlings； when she was a little boy； held to the diamond–paned window in her nurse’s arms。 Troops of ruffians； men and women； unspeakably interlaced； lurched down the streets； trolling out wild songs with jewels flashing in their ears； and knives gleaming in their fists。 On such a night as this the impermeable tangle of the forests on Highgate and Hampstead would be outlined； writhing in contorted intricacy against the sky。 Here and there； on one of the hills which rose above London； was a stark gallows tree； with a corpse nailed to rot or parch on its cross； for danger and insecurity； lust and violence； poetry and filth swarmed over the tortuous Elizabethan highways and buzzed and stank—Orlando could remember even now the smell of them on a hot night—in the little rooms and narrow pathways of the city。 Now—she leant out of her window—all was light； order； and serenity。 There was the faint rattle of a coach on the cobbles。 She heard the far–away cry of the night watchman—’Just twelve o’clock on a frosty morning’。 No sooner had the words left his lips than the first stroke of midnight sounded。 Orlando then for the first time noticed a small cloud gathered behind the dome of St Paul’s。 As the strokes sounded； the cloud increased； and she saw it darken and spread with extraordinary speed。 At the same time a light breeze rose and by the time the sixth stroke of midnight had struck the whole of the eastern sky was covered with an irregular moving darkness； though the sky to the west and north stayed clear as ever。 Then the cloud spread north。 Height upon height above the city was engulfed by it。 Only Mayfair； with all its lights shining。 burnt more brilliantly than ever by contrast。 With the eighth stroke； some hurrying tatters of cloud sprawled over Piccadilly。 They seemed to mass themselves and to advance with extraordinary rapidity towards the west end。 As the ninth； tenth； and eleventh strokes struck； a huge blackness sprawled over the whole of London。 With the twelfth stroke of midnight； the darkness was plete。 A turbulent welter of cloud covered the city。 All was darkness； all was doubt； all was confusion。 The Eighteenth century was over； the Nieenth century had begun。
CHAPTER 5。
The great cloud which hung； not only over London； but over the whole of the British Isles on the first day of the nieenth century stayed； or rather； did not stay； for it was buffeted about constantly by blustering gales； long enough to have extraordinary consequences upon those who lived beneath its shadow。 A change seemed to have e over the climate of England。 Rain fell frequently； but only in fitful gusts； which were no sooner over than they began again。 The sun shone； of course； but it was so girt about with clouds and the air was so saturated with water； that its beams were discoloured and purples； oranges； and reds of a dull sort took the place of the more positive landscapes of the eighteenth century。 Under this bruised and sullen canopy the green of the cabbages was less intense； and the white of the snow was muddied。 But what was worse； damp now began to make its way into every house—damp； which is the most insidious of all enemies； for while the sun can be shut out by blinds； and the frost roasted by a hot fire； damp steals in while we sleep； damp is silent； imperceptible； ubiquitous。 Damp swells the wood； furs the kettle； rusts the iron； rots the stone。 So gradual is the process； that it is not until we pick up some chest of drawers； or coal scuttle； and the whole thing drops to pieces in our hands； that we suspect even that the disease is at work。
Thus； stealthily and imperceptibly； none marking the exact day or hour of the change； the constitution of England was altered and nobody knew it。 Everywhere the effects were felt。 The hardy country gentleman； who had sat down gladly to a meal of ale and beef in a room designed； perhaps by the brothers Adam； with classic dignity； now felt chilly。 Rugs appeared； beards were grown； trousers were fastened tight under the instep。 The chill which he felt in his legs the country gentleman soon transferred to his house； furniture was muffled； walls and tables were covered； nothing was left bare。 Then a change of diet became essential。 The muffin was invented and the crumpet。 Coffee supplanted the after–dinner port； and； as coffee led to a drawing–room in which to drink it； and a drawing–room to glass cases； and glass cases to artificial flowers； and artificial flowers to mantelpieces； and mantelpieces to pianofortes； and