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XXXIII. In the Sun—A Harbinger

           "Youbeaskedtoswearinaholymanner,andyouswearlikewickedShimei,thesonofGera,whocursedashecame.Youngman,fie!"

           "No,Idon’t!’Tisyouwanttosquanderaporeboy’ssoul,JosephPoorgrassthat’swhat’tis!"saidCain,beginningtocry."AllImaneisthatincommontruth’twasMissEverdeneandSergeantTroy,butinthehorribleso-help-metruththatyewanttomakeofitperhaps’twassomebodyelse!"

           "There’snogettingattherightsofit,"saidGabriel,turningtohiswork.

           "CainBall,you’llcometoabitofbread!"groanedJosephPoorgrass.

           Thenthereapers’hookswereflourishedagain,andtheoldsoundswenton.Gabriel,withoutmakinganypretenceofbeinglively,didnothingtoshowthathewasparticularlydull.However,Cogganknewprettynearlyhowthelandlay,andwhentheywereinanooktogetherhesaid

           "Don’ttakeonabouther,Gabriel.Whatdifferencedoesitmakewhosesweetheartsheis,sinceshecan’tbeyours?"

           "That’stheverythingIsaytomyself,"saidGabriel.

           

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