A pause.
"Who lives here ?" "Him wot give him his writing and give me half a bull," says Jo in a whisper without looking over his shoulder.
"Go on to the next." Krook's house.

Jo stops again.

A longer pause.
"Who lives here ?" "HE lived here," Jo answers as before.
After a silence he is asked, "In which room ?" "In the back room up there.

You can see the winder from this corner.
Up there! That's where I see him stritched out.

This is the public-ouse where I was took to." "Go on to the next!" It is a longer walk to the next, but Jo, relieved of his first suspicions, sticks to the forms imposed upon him and does not look round.