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XV. A Morning Meeting—The Letter Again

           "Neverinallmycreepingupnever!"

           Thiswasrecognizedbyallastheconclusionofsomegloomyspeechwhichhadbeenexpressedinthoughtaloneduringtheshakeofthehead;Henerymeanwhileretainedseveralmarksofdespairuponhisface,toimplythattheywouldberequiredforuseagaindirectlyheshouldgoonspeaking.

           "Allwillberuined,andourselvestoo,orthere’snomeatingentlemen’shouses!"saidMarkClark.

           "Aheadstrongmaid,that’swhatsheisandwon’tlistentonoadviceatall.Prideandvanityhaveruinedmanyacobbler’sdog.Dear,dear,whenIthinko’it,Isorrowslikeamanintravel!"

           "True,Henery,youdo,I’veheardye,"saidJosephPoorgrassinavoiceofthoroughattestation,andwithawire-drawnsmileofmisery.

           "’Twoulddoamartelmannoharmtohavewhat’sunderherbonnet,"saidBillySmallbury,whohadjustentered,bearinghisonetoothbeforehim."Shecanspaikreallanguage,andmusthavesomesensesomewhere.Doyefollerme?"

           "Ido,Ido;butnobailyIdeservedthatplace,"wailedHenery,signifyingwastedgeniusbygazingblanklyatvisionsofahighdestinyapparentlyvisibletohimonBillySmallbury’ssmock-frock."There,’twastobe,Isuppose.Yourlotisyourlot,andScriptureisnothing;forifyoudogoodyoudon’tgetrewardedaccordingtoyourworks,butbecheatedinsomemeanwayoutofyourrecompense."

           "No,no;Idon’tagreewith’eethere,"saidMarkClark."God’saperfectgentlemaninthatrespect."

           "Goodworksgoodpay,sotospeakit,"attestedJosephPoorgrass.

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