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Chapter 4

           

           Bydegrees,Ibecamecalmenoughtoreleasemygraspandpartakeofpudding.Mr.Pumblechookpartookofpudding.Allpartookofpudding.Thecourseterminated,andMr.Pumblechookhadbeguntobeamunderthegenialinfluenceofginandwater.IbegantothinkIshouldgetovertheday,whenmysistersaidtoJoe,"Cleanplatescold."

           Iclutchedthelegofthetableagainimmediately,andpressedittomybosomasifithadbeenthecompanionofmyyouthandfriendofmysoul.Iforesawwhatwascoming,andIfeltthatthistimeIreallywasgone.

           "Youmusttaste,"saidmysister,addressingtheguestswithherbestgrace—"youmusttaste,tofinishwith,suchadelightfulanddeliciouspresentofUnclePumblechook’s!"

           Mustthey!Letthemnothopetotasteit!

           "Youmustknow,"saidmysister,rising,"it’sapie;asavoryporkpie."

           Thecompanymurmuredtheircompliments.UnclePumblechook,sensibleofhavingdeservedwellofhisfellow-creatures,saidquitevivaciously,allthingsconsidered"Well,Mrs.Joe,we’lldoourbestendeavors;letushaveacutatthissamepie."

           Mysisterwentouttogetit.Iheardherstepsproceedtothepantry.IsawMr.Pumblechookbalancehisknife.IsawreawakeningappetiteintheRomannostrilsofMr.Wopsle.IheardMr.Hubbleremarkthat"abitofsavoryporkpiewouldlayatopofanythingyoucouldmention,anddonoharm,"andIheardJoesay,"Youshallhavesome,Pip

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