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VIII. The Malthouse—The Chat—News

           Ihadtostandandlookba’dypeopleinthefacefrommorningtillnight;but’twasnouseIwasjustasbadaseverafterall.Blusheshevbeeninthefamilyforgenerations.There,’tisahappyprovidencethatIbenoworse."

           "True,"saidJacobSmallbury,deepeninghisthoughtstoaprofounderviewofthesubject."’Tisathoughttolookat,thatyemighthavebeenworse;butevenasyoube,’tisaverybadafflictionfor’ee,Joseph.Foryesee,shepherd,though’tisverywellforawoman,dangitall,’tisawkwardforamanlikehim,poorfeller?"

           "’Tis’tis,"saidGabriel,recoveringfromameditation."Yes,veryawkwardfortheman."

           "Ay,andhe’sverytimid,too,"observedJanCoggan."OncehehadbeenworkinglateatYalburyBottom,andhadhadadrapofdrink,andlosthiswayashewascominghome-alongthroughYalburyWood,didn’tye,MasterPoorgrass?"

           "No,no,no;notthatstory!"expostulatedthemodestman,forcingalaughtoburyhisconcern.

           "Andso’alosthimselfquite,"continuedMr.Coggan,withanimpassiveface,implyingthatatruenarrative,liketimeandtide,mustrunitscourseandwouldrespectnoman.

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