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Edgell Rickword - Trench Poets
John Donne - Song - Go and Catch A Falling Star
Charles Dickens - The Chimes
John Donne - Break of Day
Henry Constable - To St Margaret
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 43
William Wordsworth - Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 81
Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Work
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 24
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ID 7: "obserwation" (Level 1, language)
ID 8: "obserwation" (Level 2, context)
ID 9: "obserwation" (Level 3, context)
ID 10: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 1, language)
ID 11: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 1, context)
ID 12: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 16: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 1, language)
ID 17: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 18: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 19: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 3, context)
ID 47: "Sally Lunns ." (Level 1, language)
ID 48: "Sally Lunns ." (Level 2, context)
ID 49: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 1, form)
ID 50: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 51: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 2, form)
ID 52: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 53: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 54: "He saw them young , he saw them old , he saw…" (Level 1, form)
ID 55: "He sat down in his chair and beat his knees…" (Level 1, form)
ID 56: "Anon" (Level 1, language)
ID 57: "casuist" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 58: "casuist" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 59: "chaunt" (Level 1, language)
ID 60: "chaunt" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 61: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 1, context)
ID 62: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 63: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 3, context)
ID 64: "Goblin" (Level 1, context)
ID 65: "Goblin" (Level 2, context)
ID 66: "Goblin" (Level 3, context)
ID 67: "Speechmaking" (Level 1, language)
ID 68: "Speechmaking" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 69: "Speechmaking" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 70: "teetotums" (Level 1, language)
ID 71: "teetotums" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 72: "teetotums" (Level 3, context)
ID 73: "trinkets" (Level 1, language)
ID 74: "afore" (Level 1, language)
ID 75: "nowt" (Level 1, language)
ID 76: "afeared" (Level 1, language)
ID 77: "afeared" (Level 2, language)
ID 78: "misfortun ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 79: "misfortun ’" (Level 2, context)
ID 80: "misfortun ’" (Level 3, context)
ID 81: "fortun ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 82: "creetur" (Level 1, language)
ID 83: "natu ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 84: "their lives is" (Level 1, language)
ID 85: "My doors is" (Level 1, language)
ID 86: "There’s others" (Level 1, language)
ID 87: " ’em" (Level 1, language)
ID 88: "’Tan’t" (Level 1, language)
ID 89: "’Tan’t" (Level 2, context)
ID 90: "somewheres " (Level 1, language)
ID 91: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 1, context)
ID 92: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 2, context)
ID 93: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 3, context)
ID 94: "Dorsetshire" (Level 1, context)
ID 95: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, textualvariants)
ID 96: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, context)
ID 97: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 98: "Dorsetshire" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 99: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 1, language)
ID 100: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 2, language)
ID 101: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 102: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 3, context)
ID 103: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 1, context)
ID 104: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 2, context)
ID 105: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 3, context)
ID 106: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 1, language)
ID 107: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 2, context)
ID 108: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 109: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 110: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 1, context)
ID 111: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 2, context)
ID 112: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 113: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 3, context)
ID 114: "five pounds" (Level 1, context)
ID 115: "canvassing" (Level 1, language)
ID 116: "canvassing" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 117: "average age" (Level 1, context)
ID 118: "average age" (Level 2, context)
ID 119: "ticket-porter" (Level 1, context)
ID 120: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, context)
ID 121: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, intertext)
ID 122: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 123: "ticket-porter" (Level 3, context)
ID 124: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 1, context)
ID 125: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 126: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, context)
ID 127: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 128: "gambolled" (Level 1, language)
ID 133: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 1, language)
ID 134: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 1, form)
ID 135: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 2, context)
ID 136: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 137: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 138: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 3, context)
ID 139: "formal review or great field-day" (Level 1, language)
ID 140: "formal review or great field-day" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 141: "not to live upon enough" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 142: "not to live upon enough" (Level 1, form)
ID 143: "not to live upon enough" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 144: "rasher" (Level 1, language)
ID 145: "rasher" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 146: "rasher" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 147: "sift grain from husk" (Level 1, language)
ID 148: "sift grain from husk" (Level 1, context)
ID 149: "sift grain from husk" (Level 2, context)
ID 150: "sift grain from husk" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 151: "woof" (Level 1, language)
ID 152: "woof" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 153: "gait" (Level 1, language)
ID 154: "mufflers " (Level 1, language)
ID 155: "worsted" (Level 1, language)
ID 156: "buoyant" (Level 1, language)
ID 157: "buoyant" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 158: "Hercules" (Level 1, context)
ID 159: "Hercules" (Level 2, context)
ID 160: "Hercules" (Level 2, form)
ID 161: "Hercules" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 162: "Justice" (Level 1, context)
ID 163: "Justice" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 164: "Lilian" (Level 1, language)
ID 165: "Lilly" (Level 1, language)
ID 166: "Lilly" (Level 2, context)
ID 167: "Lilly" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 171: "a little flip" (Level 1, language)
ID 172: "a little flip" (Level 1, form)
ID 173: "a little flip" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 174: "a little flip" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 175: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 1, form)
ID 176: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 2, context)
ID 177: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 178: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 1, context)
ID 179: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, context)
ID 180: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, form)
ID 181: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 182: "Baronet" (Level 1, language)
ID 183: "Baronet" (Level 2, context)
ID 184: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 1, language)
ID 185: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 2, context)
ID 186: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 187: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 188: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 1, context)
ID 189: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 190: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 3, questions)
ID 191: "the Tables of the Law" (Level 1, language)
ID 192: "the Tables of the Law" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 193: "myriad" (Level 1, language)
ID 194: "chitterlings" (Level 1, language)
ID 195: "chitterlings" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 196: "breezy , goose-skinned , blue-nosed , red-eyed , stony-toed , …" (Level 1, form)
ID 197: "breezy , goose-skinned , blue-nosed , red-eyed , stony-toed , …" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 198: "steeple" (Level 1, language)
ID 199: "high up in the steeple" (Level 1, form)
ID 200: "high up in the steeple" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 201: "worth his salt" (Level 1, language)
ID 202: "worth his salt" (Level 1, context)
ID 203: "worth his salt" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 204: "belfry" (Level 1, language)
ID 205: "workhouse" (Level 1, context)
ID 206: "workhouse" (Level 2, context)
ID 207: "workhouse" (Level 3, questions)
ID 208: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 1, form)
ID 209: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 2, context)
ID 210: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 211: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 1, language)
ID 212: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 2, context)
ID 213: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 214: "red-letter days" (Level 1, language)
ID 215: "red-letter days" (Level 2, context)
ID 216: "red-letter days" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 217: "The Snuffles" (Level 1, language)
ID 218: "The Snuffles" (Level 2, form)
ID 219: "The Snuffles" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 220: "chaff" (Level 1, language)
ID 221: "chaff" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 222: "Alderman" (Level 1, language)
ID 223: "Alderman" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 224: "cross-grained" (Level 1, language)
ID 225: "cross-grained" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 226: "despondent" (Level 1, language)
ID 227: "despondent" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 228: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 1, form)
ID 229: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 230: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 231: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 1, language)
ID 232: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 233: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 234: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 235: "Polonies" (Level 1, language)
ID 236: "Polonies" (Level 1, context)
ID 237: "Polonies" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 238: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 1, language)
ID 239: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 240: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 3, questions)
ID 241: "born bad" (Level 1, context)
ID 242: "born bad" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 243: "born bad" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 245: "‘ Unnatural and cruel ! ’" (Level 1, context)
ID 246: "‘ Unnatural and cruel ! ’" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 247: "the cord of existence" (Level 1, context)
ID 248: "the cord of existence" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 249: "the cord of existence" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 250: "Dirge" (Level 1, language)
ID 251: "shuttlecock" (Level 1, language)
ID 252: "shuttlecock" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 253: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 1, context)
ID 254: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 255: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 256: "species of awe" (Level 1, language)
ID 257: "species of awe" (Level 1, context)
ID 258: "species of awe" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 259: "species of awe" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 260: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 1, language)
ID 261: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 1, form)
ID 262: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 263: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 3, interpretation)
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Edgell Rickword - Trench Poets
John Donne - Song - Go and Catch A Falling Star
Charles Dickens - The Chimes
John Donne - Break of Day
Henry Constable - To St Margaret
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 43
William Wordsworth - Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey, On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 81
Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Work
William Shakespeare - Sonnet 24
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ID 7: "obserwation" (Level 1, language)
ID 8: "obserwation" (Level 2, context)
ID 9: "obserwation" (Level 3, context)
ID 10: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 1, language)
ID 11: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 1, context)
ID 12: "Nor ’ Wester" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 16: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 1, language)
ID 17: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 18: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 19: "Like Fighting Cocks !" (Level 3, context)
ID 47: "Sally Lunns ." (Level 1, language)
ID 48: "Sally Lunns ." (Level 2, context)
ID 49: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 1, form)
ID 50: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 51: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 2, form)
ID 52: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 53: "Toby Veck , Toby Veck , keep a good heart , Toby !…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 54: "He saw them young , he saw them old , he saw…" (Level 1, form)
ID 55: "He sat down in his chair and beat his knees…" (Level 1, form)
ID 56: "Anon" (Level 1, language)
ID 57: "casuist" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 58: "casuist" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 59: "chaunt" (Level 1, language)
ID 60: "chaunt" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 61: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 1, context)
ID 62: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 63: "Rang an Old Year Out" (Level 3, context)
ID 64: "Goblin" (Level 1, context)
ID 65: "Goblin" (Level 2, context)
ID 66: "Goblin" (Level 3, context)
ID 67: "Speechmaking" (Level 1, language)
ID 68: "Speechmaking" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 69: "Speechmaking" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 70: "teetotums" (Level 1, language)
ID 71: "teetotums" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 72: "teetotums" (Level 3, context)
ID 73: "trinkets" (Level 1, language)
ID 74: "afore" (Level 1, language)
ID 75: "nowt" (Level 1, language)
ID 76: "afeared" (Level 1, language)
ID 77: "afeared" (Level 2, language)
ID 78: "misfortun ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 79: "misfortun ’" (Level 2, context)
ID 80: "misfortun ’" (Level 3, context)
ID 81: "fortun ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 82: "creetur" (Level 1, language)
ID 83: "natu ’" (Level 1, language)
ID 84: "their lives is" (Level 1, language)
ID 85: "My doors is" (Level 1, language)
ID 86: "There’s others" (Level 1, language)
ID 87: " ’em" (Level 1, language)
ID 88: "’Tan’t" (Level 1, language)
ID 89: "’Tan’t" (Level 2, context)
ID 90: "somewheres " (Level 1, language)
ID 91: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 1, context)
ID 92: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 2, context)
ID 93: "But when work won’t maintain me like a human …" (Level 3, context)
ID 94: "Dorsetshire" (Level 1, context)
ID 95: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, textualvariants)
ID 96: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, context)
ID 97: "Dorsetshire" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 98: "Dorsetshire" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 99: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 1, language)
ID 100: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 2, language)
ID 101: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 102: "‘ It’s true enough in the main , ’ he said" (Level 3, context)
ID 103: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 1, context)
ID 104: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 2, context)
ID 105: "‘ There’ll be a Fire to-night , ’ he said , removing…" (Level 3, context)
ID 106: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 1, language)
ID 107: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 2, context)
ID 108: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 109: "pinking and eyelet-holing" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 110: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 1, context)
ID 111: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 2, context)
ID 112: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 113: "That Charity , my love . They only allow two…" (Level 3, context)
ID 114: "five pounds" (Level 1, context)
ID 115: "canvassing" (Level 1, language)
ID 116: "canvassing" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 117: "average age" (Level 1, context)
ID 118: "average age" (Level 2, context)
ID 119: "ticket-porter" (Level 1, context)
ID 120: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, context)
ID 121: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, intertext)
ID 122: "ticket-porter" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 123: "ticket-porter" (Level 3, context)
ID 124: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 1, context)
ID 125: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, intratext)
ID 126: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, context)
ID 127: " there are not , I say , many people who would…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 128: "gambolled" (Level 1, language)
ID 133: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 1, language)
ID 134: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 1, form)
ID 135: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 2, context)
ID 136: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 137: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 138: " the same kind of embroidery which he had often…" (Level 3, context)
ID 139: "formal review or great field-day" (Level 1, language)
ID 140: "formal review or great field-day" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 141: "not to live upon enough" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 142: "not to live upon enough" (Level 1, form)
ID 143: "not to live upon enough" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 144: "rasher" (Level 1, language)
ID 145: "rasher" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 146: "rasher" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 147: "sift grain from husk" (Level 1, language)
ID 148: "sift grain from husk" (Level 1, context)
ID 149: "sift grain from husk" (Level 2, context)
ID 150: "sift grain from husk" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 151: "woof" (Level 1, language)
ID 152: "woof" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 153: "gait" (Level 1, language)
ID 154: "mufflers " (Level 1, language)
ID 155: "worsted" (Level 1, language)
ID 156: "buoyant" (Level 1, language)
ID 157: "buoyant" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 158: "Hercules" (Level 1, context)
ID 159: "Hercules" (Level 2, context)
ID 160: "Hercules" (Level 2, form)
ID 161: "Hercules" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 162: "Justice" (Level 1, context)
ID 163: "Justice" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 164: "Lilian" (Level 1, language)
ID 165: "Lilly" (Level 1, language)
ID 166: "Lilly" (Level 2, context)
ID 167: "Lilly" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 171: "a little flip" (Level 1, language)
ID 172: "a little flip" (Level 1, form)
ID 173: "a little flip" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 174: "a little flip" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 175: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 1, form)
ID 176: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 2, context)
ID 177: "sitting snugly round the fire !" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 178: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 1, context)
ID 179: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, context)
ID 180: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, form)
ID 181: "They’d have taken care on her , the Union" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 182: "Baronet" (Level 1, language)
ID 183: "Baronet" (Level 2, context)
ID 184: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 1, language)
ID 185: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 2, context)
ID 186: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 3, intratext)
ID 187: "dwarf phantoms , spirits , elfin creatures" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 188: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 1, context)
ID 189: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 190: "Strutt’s Costumes" (Level 3, questions)
ID 191: "the Tables of the Law" (Level 1, language)
ID 192: "the Tables of the Law" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 193: "myriad" (Level 1, language)
ID 194: "chitterlings" (Level 1, language)
ID 195: "chitterlings" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 196: "breezy , goose-skinned , blue-nosed , red-eyed , stony-toed , …" (Level 1, form)
ID 197: "breezy , goose-skinned , blue-nosed , red-eyed , stony-toed , …" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 198: "steeple" (Level 1, language)
ID 199: "high up in the steeple" (Level 1, form)
ID 200: "high up in the steeple" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 201: "worth his salt" (Level 1, language)
ID 202: "worth his salt" (Level 1, context)
ID 203: "worth his salt" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 204: "belfry" (Level 1, language)
ID 205: "workhouse" (Level 1, context)
ID 206: "workhouse" (Level 2, context)
ID 207: "workhouse" (Level 3, questions)
ID 208: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 1, form)
ID 209: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 2, context)
ID 210: "He came up to London , it seems , to look for…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 211: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 1, language)
ID 212: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 2, context)
ID 213: "as old as Methuselah" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 214: "red-letter days" (Level 1, language)
ID 215: "red-letter days" (Level 2, context)
ID 216: "red-letter days" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 217: "The Snuffles" (Level 1, language)
ID 218: "The Snuffles" (Level 2, form)
ID 219: "The Snuffles" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 220: "chaff" (Level 1, language)
ID 221: "chaff" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 222: "Alderman" (Level 1, language)
ID 223: "Alderman" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 224: "cross-grained" (Level 1, language)
ID 225: "cross-grained" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 226: "despondent" (Level 1, language)
ID 227: "despondent" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 228: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 1, form)
ID 229: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 230: "Wet weather was the worst ; the cold , damp , clammy…" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 231: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 1, language)
ID 232: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 233: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 234: "Put boys without shoes and stockings , Down" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 235: "Polonies" (Level 1, language)
ID 236: "Polonies" (Level 1, context)
ID 237: "Polonies" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 238: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 1, language)
ID 239: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 240: "Deedles , the banker" (Level 3, questions)
ID 241: "born bad" (Level 1, context)
ID 242: "born bad" (Level 1, intratext)
ID 243: "born bad" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 245: "‘ Unnatural and cruel ! ’" (Level 1, context)
ID 246: "‘ Unnatural and cruel ! ’" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 247: "the cord of existence" (Level 1, context)
ID 248: "the cord of existence" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 249: "the cord of existence" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 250: "Dirge" (Level 1, language)
ID 251: "shuttlecock" (Level 1, language)
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ID 253: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 1, context)
ID 254: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 255: "a maw as accommodating and full as any shark’s" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 256: "species of awe" (Level 1, language)
ID 257: "species of awe" (Level 1, context)
ID 258: "species of awe" (Level 2, interpretation)
ID 259: "species of awe" (Level 3, interpretation)
ID 260: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 1, language)
ID 261: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 1, form)
ID 262: "a perfectly voracious little shop" (Level 2, interpretation)
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The
Chimes
A
Goblin
Story
of
Some
Bells
that
Rang
an
Old
Year
Out
and
a
New
Year
In
Charles
Dickens
CHAPTER
I
—
First
Quarter
.
There
are
not
many
people
—
and
as
it
is
desirable
that
a
story-teller
and
a
story-reader
should
establish
a
mutual
understanding
as
soon
as
possible
,
I
beg
it
to
be
noticed
that
I
confine
this
observation
neither
to
young
people
nor
to
little
people
,
but
extend
it
to
all
conditions
of
people
:
little
and
big
,
young
and
old
:
yet
growing
up
,
or
already
growing
down
again
—
there
are
not
,
I
say
,
many
people
who
would
care
to
sleep
in
a
church
.
I
don’t
mean
at
sermon-time
in
warm
weather
(
when
the
thing
has
actually
been
done
,
once
or
twice
)
,
but
in
the
night
,
and
alone
.
A
great
multitude
of
persons
will
be
violently
astonished
,
I
know
,
by
this
position
,
in
the
broad
bold
Day
.
But
it
applies
to
Night
.
It
must
be
argued
by
night
,
and
I
will
undertake
to
maintain
it
successfully
on
any
gusty
winter’s
night
appointed
for
the
purpose
,
with
any
one
opponent
chosen
from
the
rest
,
who
will
meet
me
singly
in
an
old
churchyard
,
before
an
old
church-door
;
and
will
previously
empower
me
to
lock
him
in
,
if
needful
to
his
satisfaction
,
until
morning
.
For
the
night-wind
has
a
dismal
trick
of
wandering
round
and
round
a
building
of
that
sort
,
and
moaning
as
it
goes
;
and
of
trying
,
with
its
unseen
hand
,
the
windows
and
the
doors
;
and
seeking
out
some
crevices
by
which
to
enter
.
And
when
it
has
got
in
;
as
one
not
finding
what
it
seeks
,
whatever
that
may
be
,
it
wails
and
howls
to
issue
forth
again
:
and
not
content
with
stalking
through
the
aisles
,
and
gliding
round
and
round
the
pillars
,
and
tempting
the
deep
organ
,
soars
up
to
the
roof
,
and
strives
to
rend
the
rafters
:
then
flings
itself
despairingly
upon
the
stones
below
,
and
passes
,
muttering
,
into
the
vaults
.
Anon
,
it
comes
up
stealthily
,
and
creeps
along
the
walls
,
seeming
to
read
,
in
whispers
,
the
Inscriptions
sacred
to
the
Dead
.
At
some
of
these
,
it
breaks
out
shrilly
,
as
with
laughter
;
and
at
others
,
moans
and
cries
as
if
it
were
lamenting
.
It
has
a
ghostly
sound
too
,
lingering
within
the
altar
;
where
it
seems
to
chaunt
,
in
its
wild
way
,
of
Wrong
and
Murder
done
,
and
false
Gods
worshipped
,
in
defiance
of
the
Tables
of
the
Law
,
which
look
so
fair
and
smooth
,
but
are
so
flawed
and
broken
.
Ugh!
Heaven
preserve
us
,
sitting
snugly
round
the
fire
!
It
has
an
awful
voice
,
that
wind
at
Midnight
,
singing
in
a
church
!
But
,
high
up
in
the
steeple
!
There
the
foul
blast
roars
and
whistles
!
High
up
in
the
steeple
,
where
it
is
free
to
come
and
go
through
many
an
airy
arch
and
loophole
,
and
to
twist
and
twine
itself
about
the
giddy
stair
,
and
twirl
the
groaning
weathercock
,
and
make
the
very
tower
shake
and
shiver
!
High
up
in
the
steeple
,
where
the
belfry
is
,
and
iron
rails
are
ragged
with
rust
,
and
sheets
of
lead
and
copper
,
shrivelled
by
the
changing
weather
,
crackle
and
heave
beneath
the
unaccustomed
tread
;
and
birds
stuff
shabby
nests
into
corners
of
old
oaken
joists
and
beams
;
and
dust
grows
old
and
grey
;
and
speckled
spiders
,
indolent
and
fat
with
long
security
,
swing
idly
to
and
fro
in
the
vibration
of
the
bells
,
and
never
loose
their
hold
upon
their
thread-spun
castles
in
the
air
,
or
climb
up
sailor-like
in
quick
alarm
,
or
drop
upon
the
ground
and
ply
a
score
of
nimble
legs
to
save
one
life
!
High
up
in
the
steeple
of
an
old
church
,
far
above
the
light
and
murmur
of
the
town
and
far
below
the
flying
clouds
that
shadow
it
,
is
the
wild
and
dreary
place
at
night
:
and
high
up
in
the
steeple
of
an
old
church
,
dwelt
the
Chimes
I
tell
of
.
They
were
old
Chimes
,
trust
me
.
Centuries
ago
,
these
Bells
had
been
baptized
by
bishops
:
so
many
centuries
ago
,
that
the
register
of
their
baptism
was
lost
long
,
long
before
the
memory
of
man
,
and
no
one
knew
their
names
.
They
had
had
their
Godfathers
and
Godmothers
,
these
Bells
(
for
my
own
part
,
by
the
way
,
I
would
rather
incur
the
responsibility
of
being
Godfather
to
a
Bell
than
a
Boy
)
,
and
had
their
silver
mugs
no
doubt
,
besides
.
But
Time
had
mowed
down
their
sponsors
,
and
Henry
the
Eighth
had
melted
down
their
mugs
;
and
they
now
hung
,
nameless
and
mugless
,
in
the
church-tower
.
Not
speechless
,
though
.
Far
from
it
.
They
had
clear
,
loud
,
lusty
,
sounding
voices
,
had
these
Bells
;
and
far
and
wide
they
might
be
heard
upon
the
wind
.
Much
too
sturdy
Chimes
were
they
,
to
be
dependent
on
the
pleasure
of
the
wind
,
moreover
;
for
,
fighting
gallantly
against
it
when
it
took
an
adverse
whim
,
they
would
pour
their
cheerful
notes
into
a
listening
ear
right
royally
;
and
bent
on
being
heard
on
stormy
nights
,
by
some
poor
mother
watching
a
sick
child
,
or
some
lone
wife
whose
husband
was
at
sea
,
they
had
been
sometimes
known
to
beat
a
blustering
Nor
’
Wester
;
aye
,
‘
all
to
fits
,
’
as
Toby
Veck
said
;
—
for
though
they
chose
to
call
him
Trotty
Veck
,
his
name
was
Toby
,
and
nobody
could
make
it
anything
else
either
(
except
Tobias
)
without
a
special
act
of
parliament
;
he
having
been
as
lawfully
christened
in
his
day
as
the
Bells
had
been
in
theirs
,
though
with
not
quite
so
much
of
solemnity
or
public
rejoicing
.
For
my
part
,
I
confess
myself
of
Toby
Veck’s
belief
,
for
I
am
sure
he
had
opportunities
enough
of
forming
a
correct
one
.
And
whatever
Toby
Veck
said
,
I
say
.
And
I
take
my
stand
by
Toby
Veck
,
although
he
_
did
_
stand
all
day
long
(
and
weary
work
it
was
)
just
outside
the
church-door
.
In
fact
he
was
a
ticket-porter
,
Toby
Veck
,
and
waited
there
for
jobs
.
And
a
breezy
,
goose-skinned
,
blue-nosed
,
red-eyed
,
stony-toed
,
tooth-chattering
place
it
was
,
to
wait
in
,
in
the
winter-time
,
as
Toby
Veck
well
knew
.
The
wind
came
tearing
round
the
corner
—
especially
the
east
wind
—
as
if
it
had
sallied
forth
,
express
,
from
the
confines
of
the
earth
,
to
have
a
blow
at
Toby
.
And
oftentimes
it
seemed
to
come
upon
him
sooner
than
it
had
expected
,
for
bouncing
round
the
corner
,
and
passing
Toby
,
it
would
suddenly
wheel
round
again
,
as
if
it
cried
‘
Why
,
here
he
is
!
’
Incontinently
his
little
white
apron
would
be
caught
up
over
his
head
like
a
naughty
boy’s
garments
,
and
his
feeble
little
cane
would
be
seen
to
wrestle
and
struggle
unavailingly
in
his
hand
,
and
his
legs
would
undergo
tremendous
agitation
,
and
Toby
himself
all
aslant
,
and
facing
now
in
this
direction
,
now
in
that
,
would
be
so
banged
and
buffeted
,
and
touzled
,
and
worried
,
and
hustled
,
and
lifted
off
his
feet
,
as
to
render
it
a
state
of
things
but
one
degree
removed
from
a
positive
miracle
,
that
he
wasn’t
carried
up
bodily
into
the
air
as
a
colony
of
frogs
or
snails
or
other
very
portable
creatures
sometimes
are
,
and
rained
down
again
,
to
the
great
astonishment
of
the
natives
,
on
some
strange
corner
of
the
world
where
ticket-porters
are
unknown
.
But
,
windy
weather
,
in
spite
of
its
using
him
so
roughly
,
was
,
after
all
,
a
sort
of
holiday
for
Toby
.
That’s
the
fact
.
He
didn’t
seem
to
wait
so
long
for
a
sixpence
in
the
wind
,
as
at
other
times
;
the
having
to
fight
with
that
boisterous
element
took
off
his
attention
,
and
quite
freshened
him
up
,
when
he
was
getting
hungry
and
low-spirited
.
A
hard
frost
too
,
or
a
fall
of
snow
,
was
an
Event
;
and
it
seemed
to
do
him
good
,
somehow
or
other
—
it
would
have
been
hard
to
say
in
what
respect
though
,
Toby
!
So
wind
and
frost
and
snow
,
and
perhaps
a
good
stiff
storm
of
hail
,
were
Toby
Veck’s
red-letter
days
.
Wet
weather
was
the
worst
;
the
cold
,
damp
,
clammy
wet
,
that
wrapped
him
up
like
a
moist
great-coat
—
the
only
kind
of
great-coat
Toby
owned
,
or
could
have
added
to
his
comfort
by
dispensing
with
.
Wet
days
,
when
the
rain
came
slowly
,
thickly
,
obstinately
down
;
when
the
street’s
throat
,
like
his
own
,
was
choked
with
mist
;
when
smoking
umbrellas
passed
and
re-passed
,
spinning
round
and
round
like
so
many
teetotums
,
as
they
knocked
against
each
other
on
the
crowded
footway
,
throwing
off
a
little
whirlpool
of
uncomfortable
sprinklings
;
when
gutters
brawled
and
waterspouts
were
full
and
noisy
;
when
the
wet
from
the
projecting
stones
and
ledges
of
the
church
fell
drip
,
drip
,
drip
,
on
Toby
,
making
the
wisp
of
straw
on
which
he
stood
mere
mud
in
no
time
;
those
were
the
days
that
tried
him
.
Then
,
indeed
,
you
might
see
Toby
looking
anxiously
out
from
his
shelter
in
an
angle
of
the
church
wall
—
such
a
meagre
shelter
that
in
summer
time
it
never
cast
a
shadow
thicker
than
a
good-sized
walking
stick
upon
the
sunny
pavement
—
with
a
disconsolate
and
lengthened
face
.
But
coming
out
,
a
minute
afterwards
,
to
warm
himself
by
exercise
,
and
trotting
up
and
down
some
dozen
times
,
he
would
brighten
even
then
,
and
go
back
more
brightly
to
his
niche
.
They
called
him
Trotty
from
his
pace
,
which
meant
speed
if
it
didn’t
make
it
.
He
could
have
walked
faster
perhaps
;
most
likely
;
but
rob
him
of
his
trot
,
and
Toby
would
have
taken
to
his
bed
and
died
.
It
bespattered
him
with
mud
in
dirty
weather
;
it
cost
him
a
world
of
trouble
;
he
could
have
walked
with
infinitely
greater
ease
;
but
that
was
one
reason
for
his
clinging
to
it
so
tenaciously
.
A
weak
,
small
,
spare
old
man
,
he
was
a
very
Hercules
,
this
Toby
,
in
his
good
intentions
.
He
loved
to
earn
his
money
.
He
delighted
to
believe
—
Toby
was
very
poor
,
and
couldn’t
well
afford
to
part
with
a
delight
—
that
he
was
worth
his
salt
.
With
a
shilling
or
an
eighteenpenny
message
or
small
parcel
in
hand
,
his
courage
always
high
,
rose
higher
.
As
he
trotted
on
,
he
would
call
out
to
fast
Postmen
ahead
of
him
,
to
get
out
of
the
way
;
devoutly
believing
that
in
the
natural
course
of
things
he
must
inevitably
overtake
and
run
them
down
;
and
he
had
perfect
faith
—
not
often
tested
—
in
his
being
able
to
carry
anything
that
man
could
lift
.
Thus
,
even
when
he
came
out
of
his
nook
to
warm
himself
on
a
wet
day
,
Toby
trotted
.
Making
,
with
his
leaky
shoes
,
a
crooked
line
of
slushy
footprints
in
the
mire
;
and
blowing
on
his
chilly
hands
and
rubbing
them
against
each
other
,
poorly
defended
from
the
searching
cold
by
threadbare
mufflers
of
grey
worsted
,
with
a
private
apartment
only
for
the
thumb
,
and
a
common
room
or
tap
for
the
rest
of
the
fingers
;
Toby
,
with
his
knees
bent
and
his
cane
beneath
his
arm
,
still
trotted
.
Falling
out
into
the
road
to
look
up
at
the
belfry
when
the
Chimes
resounded
,
Toby
trotted
still
.
He
made
this
last
excursion
several
times
a
day
,
for
they
were
company
to
him
;
and
when
he
heard
their
voices
,
he
had
an
interest
in
glancing
at
their
lodging-place
,
and
thinking
how
they
were
moved
,
and
what
hammers
beat
upon
them
.
Perhaps
he
was
the
more
curious
about
these
Bells
,
because
there
were
points
of
resemblance
between
themselves
and
him
.
They
hung
there
,
in
all
weathers
,
with
the
wind
and
rain
driving
in
upon
them
;
facing
only
the
outsides
of
all
those
houses
;
never
getting
any
nearer
to
the
blazing
fires
that
gleamed
and
shone
upon
the
windows
,
or
came
puffing
out
of
the
chimney
tops
;
and
incapable
of
participation
in
any
of
the
good
things
that
were
constantly
being
handed
through
the
street
doors
and
the
area
railings
,
to
prodigious
cooks
.
Faces
came
and
went
at
many
windows
:
sometimes
pretty
faces
,
youthful
faces
,
pleasant
faces
:
sometimes
the
reverse
:
but
Toby
knew
no
more
(
though
he
often
speculated
on
these
trifles
,
standing
idle
in
the
streets
)
whence
they
came
,
or
where
they
went
,
or
whether
,
when
the
lips
moved
,
one
kind
word
was
said
of
him
in
all
the
year
,
than
did
the
Chimes
themselves
.
Toby
was
not
a
casuist
—
that
he
knew
of
,
at
least
—
and
I
don’t
mean
to
say
that
when
he
began
to
take
to
the
Bells
,
and
to
knit
up
his
first
rough
acquaintance
with
them
into
something
of
a
closer
and
more
delicate
woof
,
he
passed
through
these
considerations
one
by
one
,
or
held
any
formal
review
or
great
field-day
in
his
thoughts
.
But
what
I
mean
to
say
,
and
do
say
is
,
that
as
the
functions
of
Toby’s
body
,
his
digestive
organs
for
example
,
did
of
their
own
cunning
,
and
by
a
great
many
operations
of
which
he
was
altogether
ignorant
,
and
the
knowledge
of
which
would
have
astonished
him
very
much
,
arrive
at
a
certain
end
;
so
his
mental
faculties
,
without
his
privity
or
concurrence
,
set
all
these
wheels
and
springs
in
motion
,
with
a
thousand
others
,
when
they
worked
to
bring
about
his
liking
for
the
Bells
.
And
though
I
had
said
his
love
,
I
would
not
have
recalled
the
word
,
though
it
would
scarcely
have
expressed
his
complicated
feeling
.
For
,
being
but
a
simple
man
,
he
invested
them
with
a
strange
and
solemn
character
.
They
were
so
mysterious
,
often
heard
and
never
seen
;
so
high
up
,
so
far
off
,
so
full
of
such
a
deep
strong
melody
,
that
he
regarded
them
with
a
species
of
awe
;
and
sometimes
when
he
looked
up
at
the
dark
arched
windows
in
the
tower
,
he
half
expected
to
be
beckoned
to
by
something
which
was
not
a
Bell
,
and
yet
was
what
he
had
heard
so
often
sounding
in
the
Chimes
.
For
all
this
,
Toby
scouted
with
indignation
a
certain
flying
rumour
that
the
Chimes
were
haunted
,
as
implying
the
possibility
of
their
being
connected
with
any
Evil
thing
.
In
short
,
they
were
very
often
in
his
ears
,
and
very
often
in
his
thoughts
,
but
always
in
his
good
opinion
;
and
he
very
often
got
such
a
crick
in
his
neck
by
staring
with
his
mouth
wide
open
,
at
the
steeple
where
they
hung
,
that
he
was
fain
to
take
an
extra
trot
or
two
,
afterwards
,
to
cure
it
.
The
very
thing
he
was
in
the
act
of
doing
one
cold
day
,
when
the
last
drowsy
sound
of
Twelve
o’clock
,
just
struck
,
was
humming
like
a
melodious
monster
of
a
Bee
,
and
not
by
any
means
a
busy
bee
,
all
through
the
steeple
!
‘
Dinner-time
,
eh
!
’
said
Toby
,
trotting
up
and
down
before
the
church
.
‘
Ah!
’
Toby’s
nose
was
very
red
,
and
his
eyelids
were
very
red
,
and
he
winked
very
much
,
and
his
shoulders
were
very
near
his
ears
,
and
his
legs
were
very
stiff
,
and
altogether
he
was
evidently
a
long
way
upon
the
frosty
side
of
cool
.
‘
Dinner-time
,
eh
!
’
repeated
Toby
,
using
his
right-hand
muffler
like
an
infantine
boxing-glove
,
and
punishing
his
chest
for
being
cold
.
‘
Ah-h-h-h
!
’
He
took
a
silent
trot
,
after
that
,
for
a
minute
or
two
.
‘
There’s
nothing
,
’
said
Toby
,
breaking
forth
afresh
—
but
here
he
stopped
short
in
his
trot
,
and
with
a
face
of
great
interest
and
some
alarm
,
felt
his
nose
carefully
all
the
way
up
.
It
was
but
a
little
way
(
not
being
much
of
a
nose
)
and
he
had
soon
finished
.
‘
I
thought
it
was
gone
,
’
said
Toby
,
trotting
off
again
.
‘
It’s
all
right
,
however
.
I
am
sure
I
couldn’t
blame
it
if
it
was
to
go
.
It
has
a
precious
hard
service
of
it
in
the
bitter
weather
,
and
precious
little
to
look
forward
to
;
for
I
don’t
take
snuff
myself
.
It’s
a
good
deal
tried
,
poor
creetur
,
at
the
best
of
times
;
for
when
it
_
does
_
get
hold
of
a
pleasant
whiff
or
so
(
which
an’t
too
often
)
it’s
generally
from
somebody
else’s
dinner
,
a-coming
home
from
the
baker’s
.
’
The
reflection
reminded
him
of
that
other
reflection
,
which
he
had
left
unfinished
.
‘
There’s
nothing
,
’
said
Toby
,
‘
more
regular
in
its
coming
round
than
dinner-time
,
and
nothing
less
regular
in
its
coming
round
than
dinner
.
That’s
the
great
difference
between
’em
.
It’s
took
me
a
long
time
to
find
it
out
.
I
wonder
whether
it
would
be
worth
any
gentleman’s
while
,
now
,
to
buy
that
obserwation
for
the
Papers
;
or
the
Parliament
!
’
Toby
was
only
joking
,
for
he
gravely
shook
his
head
in
self-depreciation
.
‘
Why
!
Lord
!
’
said
Toby
.
‘
The
Papers
is
full
of
obserwations
as
it
is
;
and
so’s
the
Parliament
.
Here’s
last
week’s
paper
,
now
;
’
taking
a
very
dirty
one
from
his
pocket
,
and
holding
it
from
him
at
arm’s
length
;
‘
full
of
obserwations
!
Full
of
obserwations
!
I
like
to
know
the
news
as
well
as
any
man
,
’
said
Toby
,
slowly
;
folding
it
a
little
smaller
,
and
putting
it
in
his
pocket
again
:
‘
but
it
almost
goes
against
the
grain
with
me
to
read
a
paper
now
.
It
frightens
me
almost
.
I
don’t
know
what
we
poor
people
are
coming
to
.
Lord
send
we
may
be
coming
to
something
better
in
the
New
Year
nigh
upon
us
!
’
‘
Why
,
father
,
father
!
’
said
a
pleasant
voice
,
hard
by
.
But
Toby
,
not
hearing
it
,
continued
to
trot
backwards
and
forwards
:
musing
as
he
went
,
and
talking
to
himself
.
‘
It
seems
as
if
we
can’t
go
right
,
or
do
right
,
or
be
righted
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
I
hadn’t
much
schooling
,
myself
,
when
I
was
young
;
and
I
can’t
make
out
whether
we
have
any
business
on
the
face
of
the
earth
,
or
not
.
Sometimes
I
think
we
must
have
—
a
little
;
and
sometimes
I
think
we
must
be
intruding
.
I
get
so
puzzled
sometimes
that
I
am
not
even
able
to
make
up
my
mind
whether
there
is
any
good
at
all
in
us
,
or
whether
we
are
born
bad
.
We
seem
to
be
dreadful
things
;
we
seem
to
give
a
deal
of
trouble
;
we
are
always
being
complained
of
and
guarded
against
.
One
way
or
other
,
we
fill
the
papers
.
Talk
of
a
New
Year
!
’
said
Toby
,
mournfully
.
‘
I
can
bear
up
as
well
as
another
man
at
most
times
;
better
than
a
good
many
,
for
I
am
as
strong
as
a
lion
,
and
all
men
an’t
;
but
supposing
it
should
really
be
that
we
have
no
right
to
a
New
Year
—
supposing
we
really
_
are
_
intruding
—
’
‘
Why
,
father
,
father
!
’
said
the
pleasant
voice
again
.
Toby
heard
it
this
time
;
started
;
stopped
;
and
shortening
his
sight
,
which
had
been
directed
a
long
way
off
as
seeking
the
enlightenment
in
the
very
heart
of
the
approaching
year
,
found
himself
face
to
face
with
his
own
child
,
and
looking
close
into
her
eyes
.
Bright
eyes
they
were
.
Eyes
that
would
bear
a
world
of
looking
in
,
before
their
depth
was
fathomed
.
Dark
eyes
,
that
reflected
back
the
eyes
which
searched
them
;
not
flashingly
,
or
at
the
owner’s
will
,
but
with
a
clear
,
calm
,
honest
,
patient
radiance
,
claiming
kindred
with
that
light
which
Heaven
called
into
being
.
Eyes
that
were
beautiful
and
true
,
and
beaming
with
Hope
.
With
Hope
so
young
and
fresh
;
with
Hope
so
buoyant
,
vigorous
,
and
bright
,
despite
the
twenty
years
of
work
and
poverty
on
which
they
had
looked
;
that
they
became
a
voice
to
Trotty
Veck
,
and
said
:
‘
I
think
we
have
some
business
here
—
a
little
!
’
Trotty
kissed
the
lips
belonging
to
the
eyes
,
and
squeezed
the
blooming
face
between
his
hands
.
‘
Why
,
Pet
,
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
What’s
to
do
?
I
didn’t
expect
you
to-day
,
Meg
.
’
‘
Neither
did
I
expect
to
come
,
father
,
’
cried
the
girl
,
nodding
her
head
and
smiling
as
she
spoke
.
‘
But
here
I
am
!
And
not
alone
;
not
alone
!
’
‘
Why
you
don’t
mean
to
say
,
’
observed
Trotty
,
looking
curiously
at
a
covered
basket
which
she
carried
in
her
hand
,
‘
that
you
—
’
‘
Smell
it
,
father
dear
,
’
said
Meg
.
‘
Only
smell
it
!
’
Trotty
was
going
to
lift
up
the
cover
at
once
,
in
a
great
hurry
,
when
she
gaily
interposed
her
hand
.
‘
No
,
no
,
no
,
’
said
Meg
,
with
the
glee
of
a
child
.
‘
Lengthen
it
out
a
little
.
Let
me
just
lift
up
the
corner
;
just
the
lit-tle
ti-ny
cor-ner
,
you
know
,
’
said
Meg
,
suiting
the
action
to
the
word
with
the
utmost
gentleness
,
and
speaking
very
softly
,
as
if
she
were
afraid
of
being
overheard
by
something
inside
the
basket
;
‘
there
.
Now
.
What’s
that
?
’
Toby
took
the
shortest
possible
sniff
at
the
edge
of
the
basket
,
and
cried
out
in
a
rapture
:
‘
Why
,
it’s
hot
!
’
‘
It’s
burning
hot
!
’
cried
Meg
.
‘
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
It’s
scalding
hot
!
’
‘
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
’
roared
Toby
,
with
a
sort
of
kick
.
‘
It’s
scalding
hot
!
’
‘
But
what
is
it
,
father
?
’
said
Meg
.
‘
Come
.
You
haven’t
guessed
what
it
is
.
And
you
must
guess
what
it
is
.
I
can’t
think
of
taking
it
out
,
till
you
guess
what
it
is
.
Don’t
be
in
such
a
hurry
!
Wait
a
minute
!
A
little
bit
more
of
the
cover
.
Now
guess
!
’
Meg
was
in
a
perfect
fright
lest
he
should
guess
right
too
soon
;
shrinking
away
,
as
she
held
the
basket
towards
him
;
curling
up
her
pretty
shoulders
;
stopping
her
ear
with
her
hand
,
as
if
by
so
doing
she
could
keep
the
right
word
out
of
Toby’s
lips
;
and
laughing
softly
the
whole
time
.
Meanwhile
Toby
,
putting
a
hand
on
each
knee
,
bent
down
his
nose
to
the
basket
,
and
took
a
long
inspiration
at
the
lid
;
the
grin
upon
his
withered
face
expanding
in
the
process
,
as
if
he
were
inhaling
laughing
gas
.
‘
Ah!
It’s
very
nice
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
It
an’t
—
I
suppose
it
an’t
Polonies
?
’
‘
No
,
no
,
no!
’
cried
Meg
,
delighted
.
‘
Nothing
like
Polonies
!
’
‘
No
,
’
said
Toby
,
after
another
sniff
.
‘
It’s
—
it’s
mellower
than
Polonies
.
It’s
very
nice
.
It
improves
every
moment
.
It’s
too
decided
for
Trotters
.
An’t
it
?
’
Meg
was
in
an
ecstasy
.
He
could
not
have
gone
wider
of
the
mark
than
Trotters
—
except
Polonies
.
‘
Liver
?
’
said
Toby
,
communing
with
himself
.
‘
No.
There’s
a
mildness
about
it
that
don’t
answer
to
liver
.
Pettitoes
?
No.
It
an’t
faint
enough
for
pettitoes
.
It
wants
the
stringiness
of
Cocks
’
heads
.
And
I
know
it
an’t
sausages
.
I’ll
tell
you
what
it
is
.
It’s
chitterlings
!
’
‘
No
,
it
an’t
!
’
cried
Meg
,
in
a
burst
of
delight
.
‘
No
,
it
an’t
!
’
‘
Why
,
what
am
I
a-thinking
of
!
’
said
Toby
,
suddenly
recovering
a
position
as
near
the
perpendicular
as
it
was
possible
for
him
to
assume
.
‘
I
shall
forget
my
own
name
next
.
It’s
tripe
!
’
Tripe
it
was
;
and
Meg
,
in
high
joy
,
protested
he
should
say
,
in
half
a
minute
more
,
it
was
the
best
tripe
ever
stewed
.
‘
And
so
,
’
said
Meg
,
busying
herself
exultingly
with
the
basket
,
‘
I’ll
lay
the
cloth
at
once
,
father
;
for
I
have
brought
the
tripe
in
a
basin
,
and
tied
the
basin
up
in
a
pocket-handkerchief
;
and
if
I
like
to
be
proud
for
once
,
and
spread
that
for
a
cloth
,
and
call
it
a
cloth
,
there’s
no
law
to
prevent
me
;
is
there
,
father
?
’
‘
Not
that
I
know
of
,
my
dear
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
But
they’re
always
a-bringing
up
some
new
law
or
other
.
’
‘
And
according
to
what
I
was
reading
you
in
the
paper
the
other
day
,
father
;
what
the
Judge
said
,
you
know
;
we
poor
people
are
supposed
to
know
them
all
.
Ha
ha
!
What
a
mistake
!
My
goodness
me
,
how
clever
they
think
us
!
’
‘
Yes
,
my
dear
,
’
cried
Trotty
;
‘
and
they’d
be
very
fond
of
any
one
of
us
that
_
did
_
know
’em
all
.
He’d
grow
fat
upon
the
work
he’d
get
,
that
man
,
and
be
popular
with
the
gentlefolks
in
his
neighbourhood
.
Very
much
so
!
’
‘
He’d
eat
his
dinner
with
an
appetite
,
whoever
he
was
,
if
it
smelt
like
this
,
’
said
Meg
,
cheerfully
.
‘
Make
haste
,
for
there’s
a
hot
potato
besides
,
and
half
a
pint
of
fresh-drawn
beer
in
a
bottle
.
Where
will
you
dine
,
father
?
On
the
Post
,
or
on
the
Steps
?
Dear
,
dear
,
how
grand
we
are
.
Two
places
to
choose
from
!
’
‘
The
steps
to-day
,
my
Pet
,
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
Steps
in
dry
weather
.
Post
in
wet
.
There’s
a
greater
conveniency
in
the
steps
at
all
times
,
because
of
the
sitting
down
;
but
they’re
rheumatic
in
the
damp
.
’
‘
Then
here
,
’
said
Meg
,
clapping
her
hands
,
after
a
moment’s
bustle
;
‘
here
it
is
,
all
ready
!
And
beautiful
it
looks
!
Come
,
father
.
Come
!
’
Since
his
discovery
of
the
contents
of
the
basket
,
Trotty
had
been
standing
looking
at
her
—
and
had
been
speaking
too
—
in
an
abstracted
manner
,
which
showed
that
though
she
was
the
object
of
his
thoughts
and
eyes
,
to
the
exclusion
even
of
tripe
,
he
neither
saw
nor
thought
about
her
as
she
was
at
that
moment
,
but
had
before
him
some
imaginary
rough
sketch
or
drama
of
her
future
life
.
Roused
,
now
,
by
her
cheerful
summons
,
he
shook
off
a
melancholy
shake
of
the
head
which
was
just
coming
upon
him
,
and
trotted
to
her
side
.
As
he
was
stooping
to
sit
down
,
the
Chimes
rang
.
‘
Amen!
’
said
Trotty
,
pulling
off
his
hat
and
looking
up
towards
them
.
‘
Amen
to
the
Bells
,
father
?
’
cried
Meg
.
‘
They
broke
in
like
a
grace
,
my
dear
,
’
said
Trotty
,
taking
his
seat
.
‘
They’d
say
a
good
one
,
I
am
sure
,
if
they
could
.
Many’s
the
kind
thing
they
say
to
me
.
’
‘
The
Bells
do
,
father
!
’
laughed
Meg
,
as
she
set
the
basin
,
and
a
knife
and
fork
,
before
him
.
‘
Well!
’
‘
Seem
to
,
my
Pet
,
’
said
Trotty
,
falling
to
with
great
vigour
.
‘
And
where’s
the
difference
?
If
I
hear
’em
,
what
does
it
matter
whether
they
speak
it
or
not
?
Why
bless
you
,
my
dear
,
’
said
Toby
,
pointing
at
the
tower
with
his
fork
,
and
becoming
more
animated
under
the
influence
of
dinner
,
‘
how
often
have
I
heard
them
bells
say
,
“
Toby
Veck
,
Toby
Veck
,
keep
a
good
heart
,
Toby
!
Toby
Veck
,
Toby
Veck
,
keep
a
good
heart
,
Toby
!
”
A
million
times
?
More
!
’
‘
Well
,
I
never
!
’
cried
Meg
.
She
had
,
though
—
over
and
over
again
.
For
it
was
Toby’s
constant
topic
.
‘
When
things
is
very
bad
,
’
said
Trotty
;
‘
very
bad
indeed
,
I
mean
;
almost
at
the
worst
;
then
it’s
“
Toby
Veck
,
Toby
Veck
,
job
coming
soon
,
Toby
!
Toby
Veck
,
Toby
Veck
,
job
coming
soon
,
Toby
!
”
That
way
.
’
‘
And
it
comes
—
at
last
,
father
,
’
said
Meg
,
with
a
touch
of
sadness
in
her
pleasant
voice
.
‘
Always
,
’
answered
the
unconscious
Toby
.
‘
Never
fails
.
’
While
this
discourse
was
holding
,
Trotty
made
no
pause
in
his
attack
upon
the
savoury
meat
before
him
,
but
cut
and
ate
,
and
cut
and
drank
,
and
cut
and
chewed
,
and
dodged
about
,
from
tripe
to
hot
potato
,
and
from
hot
potato
back
again
to
tripe
,
with
an
unctuous
and
unflagging
relish
.
But
happening
now
to
look
all
round
the
street
—
in
case
anybody
should
be
beckoning
from
any
door
or
window
,
for
a
porter
—
his
eyes
,
in
coming
back
again
,
encountered
Meg
:
sitting
opposite
to
him
,
with
her
arms
folded
and
only
busy
in
watching
his
progress
with
a
smile
of
happiness
.
‘
Why
,
Lord
forgive
me
!
’
said
Trotty
,
dropping
his
knife
and
fork
.
‘
My
dove
!
Meg
!
why
didn’t
you
tell
me
what
a
beast
I
was
?
’
‘
Father
?
’
‘
Sitting
here
,
’
said
Trotty
,
in
penitent
explanation
,
‘
cramming
,
and
stuffing
,
and
gorging
myself
;
and
you
before
me
there
,
never
so
much
as
breaking
your
precious
fast
,
nor
wanting
to
,
when
—
’
‘
But
I
have
broken
it
,
father
,
’
interposed
his
daughter
,
laughing
,
‘
all
to
bits
.
I
have
had
my
dinner
.
’
‘
Nonsense
,
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
Two
dinners
in
one
day
!
It
an’t
possible
!
You
might
as
well
tell
me
that
two
New
Year’s
Days
will
come
together
,
or
that
I
have
had
a
gold
head
all
my
life
,
and
never
changed
it
.
’
‘
I
have
had
my
dinner
,
father
,
for
all
that
,
’
said
Meg
,
coming
nearer
to
him
.
‘
And
if
you’ll
go
on
with
yours
,
I’ll
tell
you
how
and
where
;
and
how
your
dinner
came
to
be
brought
;
and
—
and
something
else
besides
.
’
Toby
still
appeared
incredulous
;
but
she
looked
into
his
face
with
her
clear
eyes
,
and
laying
her
hand
upon
his
shoulder
,
motioned
him
to
go
on
while
the
meat
was
hot
.
So
Trotty
took
up
his
knife
and
fork
again
,
and
went
to
work
.
But
much
more
slowly
than
before
,
and
shaking
his
head
,
as
if
he
were
not
at
all
pleased
with
himself
.
‘
I
had
my
dinner
,
father
,
’
said
Meg
,
after
a
little
hesitation
,
‘
with
—
with
Richard
.
His
dinner-time
was
early
;
and
as
he
brought
his
dinner
with
him
when
he
came
to
see
me
,
we
—
we
had
it
together
,
father
.
’
Trotty
took
a
little
beer
,
and
smacked
his
lips
.
Then
he
said
,
‘
Oh!
’
—
because
she
waited
.
‘
And
Richard
says
,
father
—
’
Meg
resumed
.
Then
stopped
.
‘
What
does
Richard
say
,
Meg
?
’
asked
Toby
.
‘
Richard
says
,
father
—
’
Another
stoppage
.
‘
Richard’s
a
long
time
saying
it
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
He
says
then
,
father
,
’
Meg
continued
,
lifting
up
her
eyes
at
last
,
and
speaking
in
a
tremble
,
but
quite
plainly
;
‘
another
year
is
nearly
gone
,
and
where
is
the
use
of
waiting
on
from
year
to
year
,
when
it
is
so
unlikely
we
shall
ever
be
better
off
than
we
are
now
?
He
says
we
are
poor
now
,
father
,
and
we
shall
be
poor
then
,
but
we
are
young
now
,
and
years
will
make
us
old
before
we
know
it
.
He
says
that
if
we
wait
:
people
in
our
condition
:
until
we
see
our
way
quite
clearly
,
the
way
will
be
a
narrow
one
indeed
—
the
common
way
—
the
Grave
,
father
.
’
A
bolder
man
than
Trotty
Veck
must
needs
have
drawn
upon
his
boldness
largely
,
to
deny
it
.
Trotty
held
his
peace
.
‘
And
how
hard
,
father
,
to
grow
old
,
and
die
,
and
think
we
might
have
cheered
and
helped
each
other
!
How
hard
in
all
our
lives
to
love
each
other
;
and
to
grieve
,
apart
,
to
see
each
other
working
,
changing
,
growing
old
and
grey
.
Even
if
I
got
the
better
of
it
,
and
forgot
him
(
which
I
never
could
)
,
oh
father
dear
,
how
hard
to
have
a
heart
so
full
as
mine
is
now
,
and
live
to
have
it
slowly
drained
out
every
drop
,
without
the
recollection
of
one
happy
moment
of
a
woman’s
life
,
to
stay
behind
and
comfort
me
,
and
make
me
better
!
’
Trotty
sat
quite
still
.
Meg
dried
her
eyes
,
and
said
more
gaily
:
that
is
to
say
,
with
here
a
laugh
,
and
there
a
sob
,
and
here
a
laugh
and
sob
together
:
‘
So
Richard
says
,
father
;
as
his
work
was
yesterday
made
certain
for
some
time
to
come
,
and
as
I
love
him
,
and
have
loved
him
full
three
years
—
ah
!
longer
than
that
,
if
he
knew
it
!
—
will
I
marry
him
on
New
Year’s
Day
;
the
best
and
happiest
day
,
he
says
,
in
the
whole
year
,
and
one
that
is
almost
sure
to
bring
good
fortune
with
it
.
It’s
a
short
notice
,
father
—
isn’t
it
?
—
but
I
haven’t
my
fortune
to
be
settled
,
or
my
wedding
dresses
to
be
made
,
like
the
great
ladies
,
father
,
have
I
?
And
he
said
so
much
,
and
said
it
in
his
way
;
so
strong
and
earnest
,
and
all
the
time
so
kind
and
gentle
;
that
I
said
I’d
come
and
talk
to
you
,
father
.
And
as
they
paid
the
money
for
that
work
of
mine
this
morning
(
unexpectedly
,
I
am
sure
!
)
and
as
you
have
fared
very
poorly
for
a
whole
week
,
and
as
I
couldn’t
help
wishing
there
should
be
something
to
make
this
day
a
sort
of
holiday
to
you
as
well
as
a
dear
and
happy
day
to
me
,
father
,
I
made
a
little
treat
and
brought
it
to
surprise
you
.
’
‘
And
see
how
he
leaves
it
cooling
on
the
step
!
’
said
another
voice
.
It
was
the
voice
of
this
same
Richard
,
who
had
come
upon
them
unobserved
,
and
stood
before
the
father
and
daughter
;
looking
down
upon
them
with
a
face
as
glowing
as
the
iron
on
which
his
stout
sledge-hammer
daily
rung
.
A
handsome
,
well-made
,
powerful
youngster
he
was
;
with
eyes
that
sparkled
like
the
red-hot
droppings
from
a
furnace
fire
;
black
hair
that
curled
about
his
swarthy
temples
rarely
;
and
a
smile
—
a
smile
that
bore
out
Meg’s
eulogium
on
his
style
of
conversation
.
‘
See
how
he
leaves
it
cooling
on
the
step
!
’
said
Richard
.
‘
Meg
don’t
know
what
he
likes
.
Not
she
!
’
Trotty
,
all
action
and
enthusiasm
,
immediately
reached
up
his
hand
to
Richard
,
and
was
going
to
address
him
in
great
hurry
,
when
the
house-door
opened
without
any
warning
,
and
a
footman
very
nearly
put
his
foot
into
the
tripe
.
‘
Out
of
the
vays
here
,
will
you
!
You
must
always
go
and
be
a-settin
on
our
steps
,
must
you
!
You
can’t
go
and
give
a
turn
to
none
of
the
neighbours
never
,
can’t
you
!
_
Will
_
you
clear
the
road
,
or
won’t
you
?
’
Strictly
speaking
,
the
last
question
was
irrelevant
,
as
they
had
already
done
it
.
‘
What’s
the
matter
,
what’s
the
matter
!
’
said
the
gentleman
for
whom
the
door
was
opened
;
coming
out
of
the
house
at
that
kind
of
light-heavy
pace
—
that
peculiar
compromise
between
a
walk
and
a
jog-trot
—
with
which
a
gentleman
upon
the
smooth
down-hill
of
life
,
wearing
creaking
boots
,
a
watch-chain
,
and
clean
linen
,
_
may
_
come
out
of
his
house
:
not
only
without
any
abatement
of
his
dignity
,
but
with
an
expression
of
having
important
and
wealthy
engagements
elsewhere
.
‘
What’s
the
matter
!
What’s
the
matter
!
’
‘
You’re
always
a-being
begged
,
and
prayed
,
upon
your
bended
knees
you
are
,
’
said
the
footman
with
great
emphasis
to
Trotty
Veck
,
‘
to
let
our
door-steps
be
.
Why
don’t
you
let
’em
be
?
CAN’T
you
let
’em
be
?
’
‘
There
!
That’ll
do
,
that’ll
do
!
’
said
the
gentleman
.
‘
Halloa
there
!
Porter
!
’
beckoning
with
his
head
to
Trotty
Veck
.
‘
Come
here
.
What’s
that
?
Your
dinner
?
’
‘
Yes
,
sir
,
’
said
Trotty
,
leaving
it
behind
him
in
a
corner
.
‘
Don’t
leave
it
there
,
’
exclaimed
the
gentleman
.
‘
Bring
it
here
,
bring
it
here
.
So
!
This
is
your
dinner
,
is
it
?
’
‘
Yes
,
sir
,
’
repeated
Trotty
,
looking
with
a
fixed
eye
and
a
watery
mouth
,
at
the
piece
of
tripe
he
had
reserved
for
a
last
delicious
tit-bit
;
which
the
gentleman
was
now
turning
over
and
over
on
the
end
of
the
fork
.
Two
other
gentlemen
had
come
out
with
him
.
One
was
a
low-spirited
gentleman
of
middle
age
,
of
a
meagre
habit
,
and
a
disconsolate
face
;
who
kept
his
hands
continually
in
the
pockets
of
his
scanty
pepper-and-salt
trousers
,
very
large
and
dog’s-eared
from
that
custom
;
and
was
not
particularly
well
brushed
or
washed
.
The
other
,
a
full-sized
,
sleek
,
well-conditioned
gentleman
,
in
a
blue
coat
with
bright
buttons
,
and
a
white
cravat
.
This
gentleman
had
a
very
red
face
,
as
if
an
undue
proportion
of
the
blood
in
his
body
were
squeezed
up
into
his
head
;
which
perhaps
accounted
for
his
having
also
the
appearance
of
being
rather
cold
about
the
heart
.
He
who
had
Toby’s
meat
upon
the
fork
,
called
to
the
first
one
by
the
name
of
Filer
;
and
they
both
drew
near
together
.
Mr.
Filer
being
exceedingly
short-sighted
,
was
obliged
to
go
so
close
to
the
remnant
of
Toby’s
dinner
before
he
could
make
out
what
it
was
,
that
Toby’s
heart
leaped
up
into
his
mouth
.
But
Mr.
Filer
didn’t
eat
it
.
‘
This
is
a
description
of
animal
food
,
Alderman
,
’
said
Filer
,
making
little
punches
in
it
with
a
pencil-case
,
‘
commonly
known
to
the
labouring
population
of
this
country
,
by
the
name
of
tripe
.
’
The
Alderman
laughed
,
and
winked
;
for
he
was
a
merry
fellow
,
Alderman
Cute
.
Oh
,
and
a
sly
fellow
too
!
A
knowing
fellow
.
Up
to
everything
.
Not
to
be
imposed
upon
.
Deep
in
the
people’s
hearts
!
He
knew
them
,
Cute
did
.
I
believe
you
!
‘
But
who
eats
tripe
?
’
said
Mr.
Filer
,
looking
round
.
‘
Tripe
is
without
an
exception
the
least
economical
,
and
the
most
wasteful
article
of
consumption
that
the
markets
of
this
country
can
by
possibility
produce
.
The
loss
upon
a
pound
of
tripe
has
been
found
to
be
,
in
the
boiling
,
seven-eights
of
a
fifth
more
than
the
loss
upon
a
pound
of
any
other
animal
substance
whatever
.
Tripe
is
more
expensive
,
properly
understood
,
than
the
hothouse
pine-apple
.
Taking
into
account
the
number
of
animals
slaughtered
yearly
within
the
bills
of
mortality
alone
;
and
forming
a
low
estimate
of
the
quantity
of
tripe
which
the
carcases
of
those
animals
,
reasonably
well
butchered
,
would
yield
;
I
find
that
the
waste
on
that
amount
of
tripe
,
if
boiled
,
would
victual
a
garrison
of
five
hundred
men
for
five
months
of
thirty-one
days
each
,
and
a
February
over
.
The
Waste
,
the
Waste
!
’
Trotty
stood
aghast
,
and
his
legs
shook
under
him
.
He
seemed
to
have
starved
a
garrison
of
five
hundred
men
with
his
own
hand
.
‘
Who
eats
tripe
?
’
said
Mr.
Filer
,
warmly
.
‘
Who
eats
tripe
?
’
Trotty
made
a
miserable
bow
.
‘
You
do
,
do
you
?
’
said
Mr.
Filer
.
‘
Then
I’ll
tell
you
something
.
You
snatch
your
tripe
,
my
friend
,
out
of
the
mouths
of
widows
and
orphans
.
’
‘
I
hope
not
,
sir
,
’
said
Trotty
,
faintly
.
‘
I’d
sooner
die
of
want
!
’
‘
Divide
the
amount
of
tripe
before-mentioned
,
Alderman
,
’
said
Mr.
Filer
,
‘
by
the
estimated
number
of
existing
widows
and
orphans
,
and
the
result
will
be
one
pennyweight
of
tripe
to
each
.
Not
a
grain
is
left
for
that
man
.
Consequently
,
he’s
a
robber
.
’
Trotty
was
so
shocked
,
that
it
gave
him
no
concern
to
see
the
Alderman
finish
the
tripe
himself
.
It
was
a
relief
to
get
rid
of
it
,
anyhow
.
‘
And
what
do
you
say
?
’
asked
the
Alderman
,
jocosely
,
of
the
red-faced
gentleman
in
the
blue
coat
.
‘
You
have
heard
friend
Filer
.
What
do
_
you
say
_
?
’
‘
What’s
it
possible
to
say
?
’
returned
the
gentleman
.
‘
What
_
is
_
to
be
said
?
Who
can
take
any
interest
in
a
fellow
like
this
,
’
meaning
Trotty
;
‘
in
such
degenerate
times
as
these
?
Look
at
him
.
What
an
object
!
The
good
old
times
,
the
grand
old
times
,
the
great
old
times
!
_
Those
_
were
the
times
for
a
bold
peasantry
,
and
all
that
sort
of
thing
.
Those
were
the
times
for
every
sort
of
thing
,
in
fact
.
There’s
nothing
now-a-days
.
Ah!
’
sighed
the
red-faced
gentleman
.
‘
The
good
old
times
,
the
good
old
times
!
’
The
gentleman
didn’t
specify
what
particular
times
he
alluded
to
;
nor
did
he
say
whether
he
objected
to
the
present
times
,
from
a
disinterested
consciousness
that
they
had
done
nothing
very
remarkable
in
producing
himself
.
‘
The
good
old
times
,
the
good
old
times
,
’
repeated
the
gentleman
.
‘
What
times
they
were
!
They
were
the
only
times
.
It’s
of
no
use
talking
about
any
other
times
,
or
discussing
what
the
people
are
in
_
these
_
times
.
You
don’t
call
these
,
times
,
do
you
?
I
don’t
.
Look
into
Strutt’s
Costumes
,
and
see
what
a
Porter
used
to
be
,
in
any
of
the
good
old
English
reigns
.
’
‘
He
hadn’t
,
in
his
very
best
circumstances
,
a
shirt
to
his
back
,
or
a
stocking
to
his
foot
;
and
there
was
scarcely
a
vegetable
in
all
England
for
him
to
put
into
his
mouth
,
’
said
Mr.
Filer
.
‘
I
can
prove
it
,
by
tables
.
’
But
still
the
red-faced
gentleman
extolled
the
good
old
times
,
the
grand
old
times
,
the
great
old
times
.
No
matter
what
anybody
else
said
,
he
still
went
turning
round
and
round
in
one
set
form
of
words
concerning
them
;
as
a
poor
squirrel
turns
and
turns
in
its
revolving
cage
;
touching
the
mechanism
,
and
trick
of
which
,
it
has
probably
quite
as
distinct
perceptions
,
as
ever
this
red-faced
gentleman
had
of
his
deceased
Millennium
.
It
is
possible
that
poor
Trotty’s
faith
in
these
very
vague
Old
Times
was
not
entirely
destroyed
,
for
he
felt
vague
enough
at
that
moment
.
One
thing
,
however
,
was
plain
to
him
,
in
the
midst
of
his
distress
;
to
wit
,
that
however
these
gentlemen
might
differ
in
details
,
his
misgivings
of
that
morning
,
and
of
many
other
mornings
,
were
well
founded
.
‘
No
,
no
.
We
can’t
go
right
or
do
right
,
’
thought
Trotty
in
despair
.
‘
There
is
no
good
in
us
.
We
are
born
bad
!
’
But
Trotty
had
a
father’s
heart
within
him
;
which
had
somehow
got
into
his
breast
in
spite
of
this
decree
;
and
he
could
not
bear
that
Meg
,
in
the
blush
of
her
brief
joy
,
should
have
her
fortune
read
by
these
wise
gentlemen
.
‘
God
help
her
,
’
thought
poor
Trotty
.
‘
She
will
know
it
soon
enough
.
’
He
anxiously
signed
,
therefore
,
to
the
young
smith
,
to
take
her
away
.
But
he
was
so
busy
,
talking
to
her
softly
at
a
little
distance
,
that
he
only
became
conscious
of
this
desire
,
simultaneously
with
Alderman
Cute
.
Now
,
the
Alderman
had
not
yet
had
his
say
,
but
_
he
_
was
a
philosopher
,
too
—
practical
,
though
!
Oh
,
very
practical
—
and
,
as
he
had
no
idea
of
losing
any
portion
of
his
audience
,
he
cried
‘
Stop
!
’
‘
Now
,
you
know
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
addressing
his
two
friends
,
with
a
self-complacent
smile
upon
his
face
which
was
habitual
to
him
,
‘
I
am
a
plain
man
,
and
a
practical
man
;
and
I
go
to
work
in
a
plain
practical
way
.
That’s
my
way
.
There
is
not
the
least
mystery
or
difficulty
in
dealing
with
this
sort
of
people
if
you
only
understand
’em
,
and
can
talk
to
’em
in
their
own
manner
.
Now
,
you
Porter
!
Don’t
you
ever
tell
me
,
or
anybody
else
,
my
friend
,
that
you
haven’t
always
enough
to
eat
,
and
of
the
best
;
because
I
know
better
.
I
have
tasted
your
tripe
,
you
know
,
and
you
can’t
“
chaff
”
me
.
You
understand
what
“
chaff
”
means
,
eh
?
That’s
the
right
word
,
isn’t
it
?
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
Lord
bless
you
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
turning
to
his
friends
again
,
‘
it’s
the
easiest
thing
on
earth
to
deal
with
this
sort
of
people
,
if
you
understand
’em
.
’
Famous
man
for
the
common
people
,
Alderman
Cute
!
Never
out
of
temper
with
them
!
Easy
,
affable
,
joking
,
knowing
gentleman
!
‘
You
see
,
my
friend
,
’
pursued
the
Alderman
,
‘
there’s
a
great
deal
of
nonsense
talked
about
Want
—
“
hard
up
,
”
you
know
;
that’s
the
phrase
,
isn’t
it
?
ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
—
and
I
intend
to
Put
it
Down
.
There’s
a
certain
amount
of
cant
in
vogue
about
Starvation
,
and
I
mean
to
Put
it
Down
.
That’s
all
!
Lord
bless
you
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
turning
to
his
friends
again
,
‘
you
may
Put
Down
anything
among
this
sort
of
people
,
if
you
only
know
the
way
to
set
about
it
.
’
Trotty
took
Meg’s
hand
and
drew
it
through
his
arm
.
He
didn’t
seem
to
know
what
he
was
doing
though
.
‘
Your
daughter
,
eh
?
’
said
the
Alderman
,
chucking
her
familiarly
under
the
chin
.
Always
affable
with
the
working
classes
,
Alderman
Cute
!
Knew
what
pleased
them
!
Not
a
bit
of
pride
!
‘
Where’s
her
mother
?
’
asked
that
worthy
gentleman
.
‘
Dead
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
Her
mother
got
up
linen
;
and
was
called
to
Heaven
when
She
was
born
.
’
‘
Not
to
get
up
linen
_
there
_
,
I
suppose
,
’
remarked
the
Alderman
pleasantly
.
Toby
might
or
might
not
have
been
able
to
separate
his
wife
in
Heaven
from
her
old
pursuits
.
But
query
:
If
Mrs.
Alderman
Cute
had
gone
to
Heaven
,
would
Mr.
Alderman
Cute
have
pictured
her
as
holding
any
state
or
station
there
?
‘
And
you’re
making
love
to
her
,
are
you
?
’
said
Cute
to
the
young
smith
.
‘
Yes
,
’
returned
Richard
quickly
,
for
he
was
nettled
by
the
question
.
‘
And
we
are
going
to
be
married
on
New
Year’s
Day
.
’
‘
What
do
you
mean
!
’
cried
Filer
sharply
.
‘
Married
!
’
‘
Why
,
yes
,
we’re
thinking
of
it
,
Master
,
’
said
Richard
.
‘
We’re
rather
in
a
hurry
,
you
see
,
in
case
it
should
be
Put
Down
first
.
’
‘
Ah!
’
cried
Filer
,
with
a
groan
.
‘
Put
_
that
_
down
indeed
,
Alderman
,
and
you’ll
do
something
.
Married
!
Married
!
!
The
ignorance
of
the
first
principles
of
political
economy
on
the
part
of
these
people
;
their
improvidence
;
their
wickedness
;
is
,
by
Heavens
!
enough
to
—
Now
look
at
that
couple
,
will
you
!
’
Well
?
They
were
worth
looking
at
.
And
marriage
seemed
as
reasonable
and
fair
a
deed
as
they
need
have
in
contemplation
.
‘
A
man
may
live
to
be
as
old
as
Methuselah
,
’
said
Mr.
Filer
,
‘
and
may
labour
all
his
life
for
the
benefit
of
such
people
as
those
;
and
may
heap
up
facts
on
figures
,
facts
on
figures
,
facts
on
figures
,
mountains
high
and
dry
;
and
he
can
no
more
hope
to
persuade
’em
that
they
have
no
right
or
business
to
be
married
,
than
he
can
hope
to
persuade
’em
that
they
have
no
earthly
right
or
business
to
be
born
.
And
_
that
_
we
know
they
haven’t
.
We
reduced
it
to
a
mathematical
certainty
long
ago
!
’
Alderman
Cute
was
mightily
diverted
,
and
laid
his
right
forefinger
on
the
side
of
his
nose
,
as
much
as
to
say
to
both
his
friends
,
‘
Observe
me
,
will
you
!
Keep
your
eye
on
the
practical
man
!
’
—
and
called
Meg
to
him
.
‘
Come
here
,
my
girl
!
’
said
Alderman
Cute
.
The
young
blood
of
her
lover
had
been
mounting
,
wrathfully
,
within
the
last
few
minutes
;
and
he
was
indisposed
to
let
her
come
.
But
,
setting
a
constraint
upon
himself
,
he
came
forward
with
a
stride
as
Meg
approached
,
and
stood
beside
her
.
Trotty
kept
her
hand
within
his
arm
still
,
but
looked
from
face
to
face
as
wildly
as
a
sleeper
in
a
dream
.
‘
Now
,
I’m
going
to
give
you
a
word
or
two
of
good
advice
,
my
girl
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
in
his
nice
easy
way
.
‘
It’s
my
place
to
give
advice
,
you
know
,
because
I’m
a
Justice
.
You
know
I’m
a
Justice
,
don’t
you
?
’
Meg
timidly
said
,
‘
Yes
.
’
But
everybody
knew
Alderman
Cute
was
a
Justice
!
Oh
dear
,
so
active
a
Justice
always
!
Who
such
a
mote
of
brightness
in
the
public
eye
,
as
Cute
!
‘
You
are
going
to
be
married
,
you
say
,
’
pursued
the
Alderman
.
‘
Very
unbecoming
and
indelicate
in
one
of
your
sex
!
But
never
mind
that
.
After
you
are
married
,
you’ll
quarrel
with
your
husband
and
come
to
be
a
distressed
wife
.
You
may
think
not
;
but
you
will
,
because
I
tell
you
so
.
Now
,
I
give
you
fair
warning
,
that
I
have
made
up
my
mind
to
Put
distressed
wives
Down
.
So
,
don’t
be
brought
before
me
.
You’ll
have
children
—
boys
.
Those
boys
will
grow
up
bad
,
of
course
,
and
run
wild
in
the
streets
,
without
shoes
and
stockings
.
Mind
,
my
young
friend
!
I’ll
convict
’em
summarily
,
every
one
,
for
I
am
determined
to
Put
boys
without
shoes
and
stockings
,
Down
.
Perhaps
your
husband
will
die
young
(
most
likely
)
and
leave
you
with
a
baby
.
Then
you’ll
be
turned
out
of
doors
,
and
wander
up
and
down
the
streets
.
Now
,
don’t
wander
near
me
,
my
dear
,
for
I
am
resolved
,
to
Put
all
wandering
mothers
Down
.
All
young
mothers
,
of
all
sorts
and
kinds
,
it’s
my
determination
to
Put
Down
.
Don’t
think
to
plead
illness
as
an
excuse
with
me
;
or
babies
as
an
excuse
with
me
;
for
all
sick
persons
and
young
children
(
I
hope
you
know
the
church-service
,
but
I’m
afraid
not
)
I
am
determined
to
Put
Down
.
And
if
you
attempt
,
desperately
,
and
ungratefully
,
and
impiously
,
and
fraudulently
attempt
,
to
drown
yourself
,
or
hang
yourself
,
I’ll
have
no
pity
for
you
,
for
I
have
made
up
my
mind
to
Put
all
suicide
Down
!
If
there
is
one
thing
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
with
his
self-satisfied
smile
,
‘
on
which
I
can
be
said
to
have
made
up
my
mind
more
than
on
another
,
it
is
to
Put
suicide
Down
.
So
don’t
try
it
on
.
That’s
the
phrase
,
isn’t
it
?
Ha
,
ha
!
now
we
understand
each
other
.
’
Toby
knew
not
whether
to
be
agonised
or
glad
,
to
see
that
Meg
had
turned
a
deadly
white
,
and
dropped
her
lover’s
hand
.
‘
And
as
for
you
,
you
dull
dog
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
turning
with
even
increased
cheerfulness
and
urbanity
to
the
young
smith
,
‘
what
are
you
thinking
of
being
married
for
?
What
do
you
want
to
be
married
for
,
you
silly
fellow
?
If
I
was
a
fine
,
young
,
strapping
chap
like
you
,
I
should
be
ashamed
of
being
milksop
enough
to
pin
myself
to
a
woman’s
apron-strings
!
Why
,
she’ll
be
an
old
woman
before
you’re
a
middle-aged
man
!
And
a
pretty
figure
you’ll
cut
then
,
with
a
draggle-tailed
wife
and
a
crowd
of
squalling
children
crying
after
you
wherever
you
go
!
’
O
,
he
knew
how
to
banter
the
common
people
,
Alderman
Cute
!
‘
There
!
Go
along
with
you
,
’
said
the
Alderman
,
‘
and
repent
.
Don’t
make
such
a
fool
of
yourself
as
to
get
married
on
New
Year’s
Day
.
You’ll
think
very
differently
of
it
,
long
before
next
New
Year’s
Day
:
a
trim
young
fellow
like
you
,
with
all
the
girls
looking
after
you
.
There
!
Go
along
with
you
!
’
They
went
along
.
Not
arm
in
arm
,
or
hand
in
hand
,
or
interchanging
bright
glances
;
but
,
she
in
tears
;
he
,
gloomy
and
down-looking
.
Were
these
the
hearts
that
had
so
lately
made
old
Toby’s
leap
up
from
its
faintness
?
No
,
no
.
The
Alderman
(
a
blessing
on
his
head
!
)
had
Put
_
them
_
Down
.
‘
As
you
happen
to
be
here
,
’
said
the
Alderman
to
Toby
,
‘
you
shall
carry
a
letter
for
me
.
Can
you
be
quick
?
You’re
an
old
man
.
’
Toby
,
who
had
been
looking
after
Meg
,
quite
stupidly
,
made
shift
to
murmur
out
that
he
was
very
quick
,
and
very
strong
.
‘
How
old
are
you
?
’
inquired
the
Alderman
.
‘
I’m
over
sixty
,
sir
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
O!
This
man’s
a
great
deal
past
the
average
age
,
you
know
,
’
cried
Mr.
Filer
breaking
in
as
if
his
patience
would
bear
some
trying
,
but
this
really
was
carrying
matters
a
little
too
far
.
‘
I
feel
I’m
intruding
,
sir
,
’
said
Toby
.
‘
I
—
I
misdoubted
it
this
morning
.
Oh
dear
me
!
’
The
Alderman
cut
him
short
by
giving
him
the
letter
from
his
pocket
.
Toby
would
have
got
a
shilling
too
;
but
Mr.
Filer
clearly
showing
that
in
that
case
he
would
rob
a
certain
given
number
of
persons
of
ninepence-halfpenny
a-piece
,
he
only
got
sixpence
;
and
thought
himself
very
well
off
to
get
that
.
Then
the
Alderman
gave
an
arm
to
each
of
his
friends
,
and
walked
off
in
high
feather
;
but
,
he
immediately
came
hurrying
back
alone
,
as
if
he
had
forgotten
something
.
‘
Porter
!
’
said
the
Alderman
.
‘
Sir
!
’
said
Toby
.
‘
Take
care
of
that
daughter
of
yours
.
She’s
much
too
handsome
.
’
‘
Even
her
good
looks
are
stolen
from
somebody
or
other
,
I
suppose
,
’
thought
Toby
,
looking
at
the
sixpence
in
his
hand
,
and
thinking
of
the
tripe
.
‘
She’s
been
and
robbed
five
hundred
ladies
of
a
bloom
a-piece
,
I
shouldn’t
wonder
.
It’s
very
dreadful
!
’
‘
She’s
much
too
handsome
,
my
man
,
’
repeated
the
Alderman
.
‘
The
chances
are
,
that
she’ll
come
to
no
good
,
I
clearly
see
.
Observe
what
I
say
.
Take
care
of
her
!
’
With
which
,
he
hurried
off
again
.
‘
Wrong
every
way
.
Wrong
every
way
!
’
said
Trotty
,
clasping
his
hands
.
‘
Born
bad
.
No
business
here
!
’
The
Chimes
came
clashing
in
upon
him
as
he
said
the
words
.
Full
,
loud
,
and
sounding
—
but
with
no
encouragement
.
No
,
not
a
drop
.
‘
The
tune’s
changed
,
’
cried
the
old
man
,
as
he
listened
.
‘
There’s
not
a
word
of
all
that
fancy
in
it
.
Why
should
there
be
?
I
have
no
business
with
the
New
Year
nor
with
the
old
one
neither
.
Let
me
die
!
’
Still
the
Bells
,
pealing
forth
their
changes
,
made
the
very
air
spin
.
Put
’em
down
,
Put
’em
down
!
Good
old
Times
,
Good
old
Times
!
Facts
and
Figures
,
Facts
and
Figures
!
Put
’em
down
,
Put
’em
down
!
If
they
said
anything
they
said
this
,
until
the
brain
of
Toby
reeled
.
He
pressed
his
bewildered
head
between
his
hands
,
as
if
to
keep
it
from
splitting
asunder
.
A
well-timed
action
,
as
it
happened
;
for
finding
the
letter
in
one
of
them
,
and
being
by
that
means
reminded
of
his
charge
,
he
fell
,
mechanically
,
into
his
usual
trot
,
and
trotted
off
.
CHAPTER
II
—
The
Second
Quarter
.
The
letter
Toby
had
received
from
Alderman
Cute
,
was
addressed
to
a
great
man
in
the
great
district
of
the
town
.
The
greatest
district
of
the
town
.
It
must
have
been
the
greatest
district
of
the
town
,
because
it
was
commonly
called
‘
the
world
’
by
its
inhabitants
.
The
letter
positively
seemed
heavier
in
Toby’s
hand
,
than
another
letter
.
Not
because
the
Alderman
had
sealed
it
with
a
very
large
coat
of
arms
and
no
end
of
wax
,
but
because
of
the
weighty
name
on
the
superscription
,
and
the
ponderous
amount
of
gold
and
silver
with
which
it
was
associated
.
‘
How
different
from
us
!
’
thought
Toby
,
in
all
simplicity
and
earnestness
,
as
he
looked
at
the
direction
.
‘
Divide
the
lively
turtles
in
the
bills
of
mortality
,
by
the
number
of
gentlefolks
able
to
buy
’em
;
and
whose
share
does
he
take
but
his
own
!
As
to
snatching
tripe
from
anybody’s
mouth
—
he’d
scorn
it
!
’
With
the
involuntary
homage
due
to
such
an
exalted
character
,
Toby
interposed
a
corner
of
his
apron
between
the
letter
and
his
fingers
.
‘
His
children
,
’
said
Trotty
,
and
a
mist
rose
before
his
eyes
;
‘
his
daughters
—
Gentlemen
may
win
their
hearts
and
marry
them
;
they
may
be
happy
wives
and
mothers
;
they
may
be
handsome
like
my
darling
M-e
-
’
.
He
couldn’t
finish
the
name
.
The
final
letter
swelled
in
his
throat
,
to
the
size
of
the
whole
alphabet
.
‘
Never
mind
,
’
thought
Trotty
.
‘
I
know
what
I
mean
.
That’s
more
than
enough
for
me
.
’
And
with
this
consolatory
rumination
,
trotted
on
.
It
was
a
hard
frost
,
that
day
.
The
air
was
bracing
,
crisp
,
and
clear
.
The
wintry
sun
,
though
powerless
for
warmth
,
looked
brightly
down
upon
the
ice
it
was
too
weak
to
melt
,
and
set
a
radiant
glory
there
.
At
other
times
,
Trotty
might
have
learned
a
poor
man’s
lesson
from
the
wintry
sun
;
but
,
he
was
past
that
,
now
.
The
Year
was
Old
,
that
day
.
The
patient
Year
had
lived
through
the
reproaches
and
misuses
of
its
slanderers
,
and
faithfully
performed
its
work
.
Spring
,
summer
,
autumn
,
winter
.
It
had
laboured
through
the
destined
round
,
and
now
laid
down
its
weary
head
to
die
.
Shut
out
from
hope
,
high
impulse
,
active
happiness
,
itself
,
but
active
messenger
of
many
joys
to
others
,
it
made
appeal
in
its
decline
to
have
its
toiling
days
and
patient
hours
remembered
,
and
to
die
in
peace
.
Trotty
might
have
read
a
poor
man’s
allegory
in
the
fading
year
;
but
he
was
past
that
,
now
.
And
only
he
?
Or
has
the
like
appeal
been
ever
made
,
by
seventy
years
at
once
upon
an
English
labourer’s
head
,
and
made
in
vain
!
The
streets
were
full
of
motion
,
and
the
shops
were
decked
out
gaily
.
The
New
Year
,
like
an
Infant
Heir
to
the
whole
world
,
was
waited
for
,
with
welcomes
,
presents
,
and
rejoicings
.
There
were
books
and
toys
for
the
New
Year
,
glittering
trinkets
for
the
New
Year
,
dresses
for
the
New
Year
,
schemes
of
fortune
for
the
New
Year
;
new
inventions
to
beguile
it
.
Its
life
was
parcelled
out
in
almanacks
and
pocket-books
;
the
coming
of
its
moons
,
and
stars
,
and
tides
,
was
known
beforehand
to
the
moment
;
all
the
workings
of
its
seasons
in
their
days
and
nights
,
were
calculated
with
as
much
precision
as
Mr.
Filer
could
work
sums
in
men
and
women
.
The
New
Year
,
the
New
Year
.
Everywhere
the
New
Year
!
The
Old
Year
was
already
looked
upon
as
dead
;
and
its
effects
were
selling
cheap
,
like
some
drowned
mariner’s
aboardship
.
Its
patterns
were
Last
Year’s
,
and
going
at
a
sacrifice
,
before
its
breath
was
gone
.
Its
treasures
were
mere
dirt
,
beside
the
riches
of
its
unborn
successor
!
Trotty
had
no
portion
,
to
his
thinking
,
in
the
New
Year
or
the
Old.
‘
Put
’em
down
,
Put
’em
down
!
Facts
and
Figures
,
Facts
and
Figures
!
Good
old
Times
,
Good
old
Times
!
Put
’em
down
,
Put
’em
down
!
’
—
his
trot
went
to
that
measure
,
and
would
fit
itself
to
nothing
else
.
But
,
even
that
one
,
melancholy
as
it
was
,
brought
him
,
in
due
time
,
to
the
end
of
his
journey
.
To
the
mansion
of
Sir
Joseph
Bowley
,
Member
of
Parliament
.
The
door
was
opened
by
a
Porter
.
Such
a
Porter
!
Not
of
Toby’s
order
.
Quite
another
thing
.
His
place
was
the
ticket
though
;
not
Toby’s
.
This
Porter
underwent
some
hard
panting
before
he
could
speak
;
having
breathed
himself
by
coming
incautiously
out
of
his
chair
,
without
first
taking
time
to
think
about
it
and
compose
his
mind
.
When
he
had
found
his
voice
—
which
it
took
him
a
long
time
to
do
,
for
it
was
a
long
way
off
,
and
hidden
under
a
load
of
meat
—
he
said
in
a
fat
whisper
,
‘
Who’s
it
from
?
’
Toby
told
him
.
‘
You’re
to
take
it
in
,
yourself
,
’
said
the
Porter
,
pointing
to
a
room
at
the
end
of
a
long
passage
,
opening
from
the
hall
.
‘
Everything
goes
straight
in
,
on
this
day
of
the
year
.
You’re
not
a
bit
too
soon
;
for
the
carriage
is
at
the
door
now
,
and
they
have
only
come
to
town
for
a
couple
of
hours
,
a
’
purpose
.
’
Toby
wiped
his
feet
(
which
were
quite
dry
already
)
with
great
care
,
and
took
the
way
pointed
out
to
him
;
observing
as
he
went
that
it
was
an
awfully
grand
house
,
but
hushed
and
covered
up
,
as
if
the
family
were
in
the
country
.
Knocking
at
the
room-door
,
he
was
told
to
enter
from
within
;
and
doing
so
found
himself
in
a
spacious
library
,
where
,
at
a
table
strewn
with
files
and
papers
,
were
a
stately
lady
in
a
bonnet
;
and
a
not
very
stately
gentleman
in
black
who
wrote
from
her
dictation
;
while
another
,
and
an
older
,
and
a
much
statelier
gentleman
,
whose
hat
and
cane
were
on
the
table
,
walked
up
and
down
,
with
one
hand
in
his
breast
,
and
looked
complacently
from
time
to
time
at
his
own
picture
—
a
full
length
;
a
very
full
length
—
hanging
over
the
fireplace
.
‘
What
is
this
?
’
said
the
last-named
gentleman
.
‘
Mr.
Fish
,
will
you
have
the
goodness
to
attend
?
’
Mr.
Fish
begged
pardon
,
and
taking
the
letter
from
Toby
,
handed
it
,
with
great
respect
.
‘
From
Alderman
Cute
,
Sir
Joseph
.
’
‘
Is
this
all
?
Have
you
nothing
else
,
Porter
?
’
inquired
Sir
Joseph
.
Toby
replied
in
the
negative
.
‘
You
have
no
bill
or
demand
upon
me
—
my
name
is
Bowley
,
Sir
Joseph
Bowley
—
of
any
kind
from
anybody
,
have
you
?
’
said
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
If
you
have
,
present
it
.
There
is
a
cheque-book
by
the
side
of
Mr.
Fish
.
I
allow
nothing
to
be
carried
into
the
New
Year
.
Every
description
of
account
is
settled
in
this
house
at
the
close
of
the
old
one
.
So
that
if
death
was
to
—
to
—
’
‘
To
cut
,
’
suggested
Mr.
Fish
.
‘
To
sever
,
sir
,
’
returned
Sir
Joseph
,
with
great
asperity
,
‘
the
cord
of
existence
—
my
affairs
would
be
found
,
I
hope
,
in
a
state
of
preparation
.
’
‘
My
dear
Sir
Joseph
!
’
said
the
lady
,
who
was
greatly
younger
than
the
gentleman
.
‘
How
shocking
!
’
‘
My
lady
Bowley
,
’
returned
Sir
Joseph
,
floundering
now
and
then
,
as
in
the
great
depth
of
his
observations
,
‘
at
this
season
of
the
year
we
should
think
of
—
of
—
ourselves
.
We
should
look
into
our
—
our
accounts
.
We
should
feel
that
every
return
of
so
eventful
a
period
in
human
transactions
,
involves
a
matter
of
deep
moment
between
a
man
and
his
—
and
his
banker
.
’
Sir
Joseph
delivered
these
words
as
if
he
felt
the
full
morality
of
what
he
was
saying
;
and
desired
that
even
Trotty
should
have
an
opportunity
of
being
improved
by
such
discourse
.
Possibly
he
had
this
end
before
him
in
still
forbearing
to
break
the
seal
of
the
letter
,
and
in
telling
Trotty
to
wait
where
he
was
,
a
minute
.
‘
You
were
desiring
Mr.
Fish
to
say
,
my
lady
—
’
observed
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
Mr.
Fish
has
said
that
,
I
believe
,
’
returned
his
lady
,
glancing
at
the
letter
.
‘
But
,
upon
my
word
,
Sir
Joseph
,
I
don’t
think
I
can
let
it
go
after
all
.
It
is
so
very
dear
.
’
‘
What
is
dear
?
’
inquired
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
That
Charity
,
my
love
.
They
only
allow
two
votes
for
a
subscription
of
five
pounds
.
Really
monstrous
!
’
‘
My
lady
Bowley
,
’
returned
Sir
Joseph
,
‘
you
surprise
me
.
Is
the
luxury
of
feeling
in
proportion
to
the
number
of
votes
;
or
is
it
,
to
a
rightly
constituted
mind
,
in
proportion
to
the
number
of
applicants
,
and
the
wholesome
state
of
mind
to
which
their
canvassing
reduces
them
?
Is
there
no
excitement
of
the
purest
kind
in
having
two
votes
to
dispose
of
among
fifty
people
?
’
‘
Not
to
me
,
I
acknowledge
,
’
replied
the
lady
.
‘
It
bores
one
.
Besides
,
one
can’t
oblige
one’s
acquaintance
.
But
you
are
the
Poor
Man’s
Friend
,
you
know
,
Sir
Joseph
.
You
think
otherwise
.
’
‘
I
_
am
_
the
Poor
Man’s
Friend
,
’
observed
Sir
Joseph
,
glancing
at
the
poor
man
present
.
‘
As
such
I
may
be
taunted
.
As
such
I
have
been
taunted
.
But
I
ask
no
other
title
.
’
‘
Bless
him
for
a
noble
gentleman
!
’
thought
Trotty
.
‘
I
don’t
agree
with
Cute
here
,
for
instance
,
’
said
Sir
Joseph
,
holding
out
the
letter
.
‘
I
don’t
agree
with
the
Filer
party
.
I
don’t
agree
with
any
party
.
My
friend
the
Poor
Man
,
has
no
business
with
anything
of
that
sort
,
and
nothing
of
that
sort
has
any
business
with
him
.
My
friend
the
Poor
Man
,
in
my
district
,
is
my
business
.
No
man
or
body
of
men
has
any
right
to
interfere
between
my
friend
and
me
.
That
is
the
ground
I
take
.
I
assume
a
—
a
paternal
character
towards
my
friend
.
I
say
,
“
My
good
fellow
,
I
will
treat
you
paternally
.
”
’
Toby
listened
with
great
gravity
,
and
began
to
feel
more
comfortable
.
‘
Your
only
business
,
my
good
fellow
,
’
pursued
Sir
Joseph
,
looking
abstractedly
at
Toby
;
‘
your
only
business
in
life
is
with
me
.
You
needn’t
trouble
yourself
to
think
about
anything
.
I
will
think
for
you
;
I
know
what
is
good
for
you
;
I
am
your
perpetual
parent
.
Such
is
the
dispensation
of
an
all-wise
Providence
!
Now
,
the
design
of
your
creation
is
—
not
that
you
should
swill
,
and
guzzle
,
and
associate
your
enjoyments
,
brutally
,
with
food
;
Toby
thought
remorsefully
of
the
tripe
;
‘
but
that
you
should
feel
the
Dignity
of
Labour
.
Go
forth
erect
into
the
cheerful
morning
air
,
and
—
and
stop
there
.
Live
hard
and
temperately
,
be
respectful
,
exercise
your
self-denial
,
bring
up
your
family
on
next
to
nothing
,
pay
your
rent
as
regularly
as
the
clock
strikes
,
be
punctual
in
your
dealings
(
I
set
you
a
good
example
;
you
will
find
Mr.
Fish
,
my
confidential
secretary
,
with
a
cash-box
before
him
at
all
times
)
;
and
you
may
trust
to
me
to
be
your
Friend
and
Father
.
’
‘
Nice
children
,
indeed
,
Sir
Joseph
!
’
said
the
lady
,
with
a
shudder
.
‘
Rheumatisms
,
and
fevers
,
and
crooked
legs
,
and
asthmas
,
and
all
kinds
of
horrors
!
’
‘
My
lady
,
’
returned
Sir
Joseph
,
with
solemnity
,
‘
not
the
less
am
I
the
Poor
Man’s
Friend
and
Father
.
Not
the
less
shall
he
receive
encouragement
at
my
hands
.
Every
quarter-day
he
will
be
put
in
communication
with
Mr.
Fish
.
Every
New
Year’s
Day
,
myself
and
friends
will
drink
his
health
.
Once
every
year
,
myself
and
friends
will
address
him
with
the
deepest
feeling
.
Once
in
his
life
,
he
may
even
perhaps
receive
;
in
public
,
in
the
presence
of
the
gentry
;
a
Trifle
from
a
Friend
.
And
when
,
upheld
no
more
by
these
stimulants
,
and
the
Dignity
of
Labour
,
he
sinks
into
his
comfortable
grave
,
then
,
my
lady
’
—
here
Sir
Joseph
blew
his
nose
—
‘
I
will
be
a
Friend
and
a
Father
—
on
the
same
terms
—
to
his
children
.
’
Toby
was
greatly
moved
.
‘
O!
You
have
a
thankful
family
,
Sir
Joseph
!
’
cried
his
wife
.
‘
My
lady
,
’
said
Sir
Joseph
,
quite
majestically
,
‘
Ingratitude
is
known
to
be
the
sin
of
that
class
.
I
expect
no
other
return
.
’
‘
Ah!
Born
bad
!
’
thought
Toby
.
‘
Nothing
melts
us
.
’
‘
What
man
can
do
,
_
I
_
do
,
’
pursued
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
I
do
my
duty
as
the
Poor
Man’s
Friend
and
Father
;
and
I
endeavour
to
educate
his
mind
,
by
inculcating
on
all
occasions
the
one
great
moral
lesson
which
that
class
requires
.
That
is
,
entire
Dependence
on
myself
.
They
have
no
business
whatever
with
—
with
themselves
.
If
wicked
and
designing
persons
tell
them
otherwise
,
and
they
become
impatient
and
discontented
,
and
are
guilty
of
insubordinate
conduct
and
black-hearted
ingratitude
;
which
is
undoubtedly
the
case
;
I
am
their
Friend
and
Father
still
.
It
is
so
Ordained
.
It
is
in
the
nature
of
things
.
’
With
that
great
sentiment
,
he
opened
the
Alderman’s
letter
;
and
read
it
.
‘
Very
polite
and
attentive
,
I
am
sure
!
’
exclaimed
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
My
lady
,
the
Alderman
is
so
obliging
as
to
remind
me
that
he
has
had
“
the
distinguished
honour
”
—
he
is
very
good
—
of
meeting
me
at
the
house
of
our
mutual
friend
Deedles
,
the
banker
;
and
he
does
me
the
favour
to
inquire
whether
it
will
be
agreeable
to
me
to
have
Will
Fern
put
down
.
’
‘
_
Most
_
agreeable
!
’
replied
my
Lady
Bowley
.
‘
The
worst
man
among
them
!
He
has
been
committing
a
robbery
,
I
hope
?
’
‘
Why
no
,
’
said
Sir
Joseph
’
,
referring
to
the
letter
.
‘
Not
quite
.
Very
near
.
Not
quite
.
He
came
up
to
London
,
it
seems
,
to
look
for
employment
(
trying
to
better
himself
—
that’s
his
story
)
,
and
being
found
at
night
asleep
in
a
shed
,
was
taken
into
custody
,
and
carried
next
morning
before
the
Alderman
.
The
Alderman
observes
(
very
properly
)
that
he
is
determined
to
put
this
sort
of
thing
down
;
and
that
if
it
will
be
agreeable
to
me
to
have
Will
Fern
put
down
,
he
will
be
happy
to
begin
with
him
.
’
‘
Let
him
be
made
an
example
of
,
by
all
means
,
’
returned
the
lady
.
‘
Last
winter
,
when
I
introduced
pinking
and
eyelet-holing
among
the
men
and
boys
in
the
village
,
as
a
nice
evening
employment
,
and
had
the
lines
,
O
let
us
love
our
occupations
,
Bless
the
squire
and
his
relations
,
Live
upon
our
daily
rations
,
And
always
know
our
proper
stations
,
set
to
music
on
the
new
system
,
for
them
to
sing
the
while
;
this
very
Fern
—
I
see
him
now
—
touched
that
hat
of
his
,
and
said
,
“
I
humbly
ask
your
pardon
,
my
lady
,
but
_
an’t
_
I
something
different
from
a
great
girl
?
”
I
expected
it
,
of
course
;
who
can
expect
anything
but
insolence
and
ingratitude
from
that
class
of
people
!
That
is
not
to
the
purpose
,
however
.
Sir
Joseph
!
Make
an
example
of
him
!
’
‘
Hem
!
’
coughed
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
Mr.
Fish
,
if
you’ll
have
the
goodness
to
attend
—
’
Mr.
Fish
immediately
seized
his
pen
,
and
wrote
from
Sir
Joseph’s
dictation
.
‘
Private
.
My
dear
Sir
.
I
am
very
much
indebted
to
you
for
your
courtesy
in
the
matter
of
the
man
William
Fern
,
of
whom
,
I
regret
to
add
,
I
can
say
nothing
favourable
.
I
have
uniformly
considered
myself
in
the
light
of
his
Friend
and
Father
,
but
have
been
repaid
(
a
common
case
,
I
grieve
to
say
)
with
ingratitude
,
and
constant
opposition
to
my
plans
.
He
is
a
turbulent
and
rebellious
spirit
.
His
character
will
not
bear
investigation
.
Nothing
will
persuade
him
to
be
happy
when
he
might
.
Under
these
circumstances
,
it
appears
to
me
,
I
own
,
that
when
he
comes
before
you
again
(
as
you
informed
me
he
promised
to
do
to-morrow
,
pending
your
inquiries
,
and
I
think
he
may
be
so
far
relied
upon
)
,
his
committal
for
some
short
term
as
a
Vagabond
,
would
be
a
service
to
society
,
and
would
be
a
salutary
example
in
a
country
where
—
for
the
sake
of
those
who
are
,
through
good
and
evil
report
,
the
Friends
and
Fathers
of
the
Poor
,
as
well
as
with
a
view
to
that
,
generally
speaking
,
misguided
class
themselves
—
examples
are
greatly
needed
.
And
I
am
,
’
and
so
forth
.
‘
It
appears
,
’
remarked
Sir
Joseph
when
he
had
signed
this
letter
,
and
Mr.
Fish
was
sealing
it
,
‘
as
if
this
were
Ordained
:
really
.
At
the
close
of
the
year
,
I
wind
up
my
account
and
strike
my
balance
,
even
with
William
Fern
!
’
Trotty
,
who
had
long
ago
relapsed
,
and
was
very
low-spirited
,
stepped
forward
with
a
rueful
face
to
take
the
letter
.
‘
With
my
compliments
and
thanks
,
’
said
Sir
Joseph
.
‘
Stop
!
’
‘
Stop
!
’
echoed
Mr.
Fish
.
‘
You
have
heard
,
perhaps
,
’
said
Sir
Joseph
,
oracularly
,
‘
certain
remarks
into
which
I
have
been
led
respecting
the
solemn
period
of
time
at
which
we
have
arrived
,
and
the
duty
imposed
upon
us
of
settling
our
affairs
,
and
being
prepared
.
You
have
observed
that
I
don’t
shelter
myself
behind
my
superior
standing
in
society
,
but
that
Mr.
Fish
—
that
gentleman
—
has
a
cheque-book
at
his
elbow
,
and
is
in
fact
here
,
to
enable
me
to
turn
over
a
perfectly
new
leaf
,
and
enter
on
the
epoch
before
us
with
a
clean
account
.
Now
,
my
friend
,
can
you
lay
your
hand
upon
your
heart
,
and
say
,
that
you
also
have
made
preparations
for
a
New
Year
?
’
‘
I
am
afraid
,
sir
,
’
stammered
Trotty
,
looking
meekly
at
him
,
‘
that
I
am
a
—
a
—
little
behind-hand
with
the
world
.
’
‘
Behind-hand
with
the
world
!
’
repeated
Sir
Joseph
Bowley
,
in
a
tone
of
terrible
distinctness
.
‘
I
am
afraid
,
sir
,
’
faltered
Trotty
,
‘
that
there’s
a
matter
of
ten
or
twelve
shillings
owing
to
Mrs.
Chickenstalker
.
’
‘
To
Mrs.
Chickenstalker
!
’
repeated
Sir
Joseph
,
in
the
same
tone
as
before
.
‘
A
shop
,
sir
,
’
exclaimed
Toby
,
‘
in
the
general
line
.
Also
a
—
a
little
money
on
account
of
rent
.
A
very
little
,
sir
.
It
oughtn’t
to
be
owing
,
I
know
,
but
we
have
been
hard
put
to
it
,
indeed
!
’
Sir
Joseph
looked
at
his
lady
,
and
at
Mr.
Fish
,
and
at
Trotty
,
one
after
another
,
twice
all
round
.
He
then
made
a
despondent
gesture
with
both
hands
at
once
,
as
if
he
gave
the
thing
up
altogether
.
‘
How
a
man
,
even
among
this
improvident
and
impracticable
race
;
an
old
man
;
a
man
grown
grey
;
can
look
a
New
Year
in
the
face
,
with
his
affairs
in
this
condition
;
how
he
can
lie
down
on
his
bed
at
night
,
and
get
up
again
in
the
morning
,
and
—
There
!
’
he
said
,
turning
his
back
on
Trotty
.
‘
Take
the
letter
.
Take
the
letter
!
’
‘
I
heartily
wish
it
was
otherwise
,
sir
,
’
said
Trotty
,
anxious
to
excuse
himself
.
‘
We
have
been
tried
very
hard
.
’
Sir
Joseph
still
repeating
‘
Take
the
letter
,
take
the
letter
!
’
and
Mr.
Fish
not
only
saying
the
same
thing
,
but
giving
additional
force
to
the
request
by
motioning
the
bearer
to
the
door
,
he
had
nothing
for
it
but
to
make
his
bow
and
leave
the
house
.
And
in
the
street
,
poor
Trotty
pulled
his
worn
old
hat
down
on
his
head
,
to
hide
the
grief
he
felt
at
getting
no
hold
on
the
New
Year
,
anywhere
.
He
didn’t
even
lift
his
hat
to
look
up
at
the
Bell
tower
when
he
came
to
the
old
church
on
his
return
.
He
halted
there
a
moment
,
from
habit
:
and
knew
that
it
was
growing
dark
,
and
that
the
steeple
rose
above
him
,
indistinct
and
faint
,
in
the
murky
air
.
He
knew
,
too
,
that
the
Chimes
would
ring
immediately
;
and
that
they
sounded
to
his
fancy
,
at
such
a
time
,
like
voices
in
the
clouds
.
But
he
only
made
the
more
haste
to
deliver
the
Alderman’s
letter
,
and
get
out
of
the
way
before
they
began
;
for
he
dreaded
to
hear
them
tagging
‘
Friends
and
Fathers
,
Friends
and
Fathers
,
’
to
the
burden
they
had
rung
out
last
.
Toby
discharged
himself
of
his
commission
,
therefore
,
with
all
possible
speed
,
and
set
off
trotting
homeward
.
But
what
with
his
pace
,
which
was
at
best
an
awkward
one
in
the
street
;
and
what
with
his
hat
,
which
didn’t
improve
it
;
he
trotted
against
somebody
in
less
than
no
time
,
and
was
sent
staggering
out
into
the
road
.
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
I’m
sure
!
’
said
Trotty
,
pulling
up
his
hat
in
great
confusion
,
and
between
the
hat
and
the
torn
lining
,
fixing
his
head
into
a
kind
of
bee-hive
.
‘
I
hope
I
haven’t
hurt
you
.
’
As
to
hurting
anybody
,
Toby
was
not
such
an
absolute
Samson
,
but
that
he
was
much
more
likely
to
be
hurt
himself
:
and
indeed
,
he
had
flown
out
into
the
road
,
like
a
shuttlecock
.
He
had
such
an
opinion
of
his
own
strength
,
however
,
that
he
was
in
real
concern
for
the
other
party
:
and
said
again
,
‘
I
hope
I
haven’t
hurt
you
?
’
The
man
against
whom
he
had
run
;
a
sun-browned
,
sinewy
,
country-looking
man
,
with
grizzled
hair
,
and
a
rough
chin
;
stared
at
him
for
a
moment
,
as
if
he
suspected
him
to
be
in
jest
.
But
,
satisfied
of
his
good
faith
,
he
answered
:
‘
No
,
friend
.
You
have
not
hurt
me
.
’
‘
Nor
the
child
,
I
hope
?
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
Nor
the
child
,
’
returned
the
man
.
‘
I
thank
you
kindly
.
’
As
he
said
so
,
he
glanced
at
a
little
girl
he
carried
in
his
arms
,
asleep
:
and
shading
her
face
with
the
long
end
of
the
poor
handkerchief
he
wore
about
his
throat
,
went
slowly
on
.
The
tone
in
which
he
said
‘
I
thank
you
kindly
,
’
penetrated
Trotty’s
heart
.
He
was
so
jaded
and
foot-sore
,
and
so
soiled
with
travel
,
and
looked
about
him
so
forlorn
and
strange
,
that
it
was
a
comfort
to
him
to
be
able
to
thank
any
one
:
no
matter
for
how
little
.
Toby
stood
gazing
after
him
as
he
plodded
wearily
away
,
with
the
child’s
arm
clinging
round
his
neck
.
At
the
figure
in
the
worn
shoes
—
now
the
very
shade
and
ghost
of
shoes
—
rough
leather
leggings
,
common
frock
,
and
broad
slouched
hat
,
Trotty
stood
gazing
,
blind
to
the
whole
street
.
And
at
the
child’s
arm
,
clinging
round
its
neck
.
Before
he
merged
into
the
darkness
the
traveller
stopped
;
and
looking
round
,
and
seeing
Trotty
standing
there
yet
,
seemed
undecided
whether
to
return
or
go
on
.
After
doing
first
the
one
and
then
the
other
,
he
came
back
,
and
Trotty
went
half-way
to
meet
him
.
‘
You
can
tell
me
,
perhaps
,
’
said
the
man
with
a
faint
smile
,
‘
and
if
you
can
I
am
sure
you
will
,
and
I’d
rather
ask
you
than
another
—
where
Alderman
Cute
lives
.
’
‘
Close
at
hand
,
’
replied
Toby
.
‘
I’ll
show
you
his
house
with
pleasure
.
’
‘
I
was
to
have
gone
to
him
elsewhere
to-morrow
,
’
said
the
man
,
accompanying
Toby
,
‘
but
I’m
uneasy
under
suspicion
,
and
want
to
clear
myself
,
and
to
be
free
to
go
and
seek
my
bread
—
I
don’t
know
where
.
So
,
maybe
he’ll
forgive
my
going
to
his
house
to-night
.
’
‘
It’s
impossible
,
’
cried
Toby
with
a
start
,
‘
that
your
name’s
Fern
!
’
‘
Eh
!
’
cried
the
other
,
turning
on
him
in
astonishment
.
‘
Fern
!
Will
Fern
!
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
That’s
my
name
,
’
replied
the
other
.
‘
Why
then
,
’
said
Trotty
,
seizing
him
by
the
arm
,
and
looking
cautiously
round
,
‘
for
Heaven’s
sake
don’t
go
to
him
!
Don’t
go
to
him
!
He’ll
put
you
down
as
sure
as
ever
you
were
born
.
Here
!
come
up
this
alley
,
and
I’ll
tell
you
what
I
mean
.
Don’t
go
to
_
him
_
.
’
His
new
acquaintance
looked
as
if
he
thought
him
mad
;
but
he
bore
him
company
nevertheless
.
When
they
were
shrouded
from
observation
,
Trotty
told
him
what
he
knew
,
and
what
character
he
had
received
,
and
all
about
it
.
The
subject
of
his
history
listened
to
it
with
a
calmness
that
surprised
him
.
He
did
not
contradict
or
interrupt
it
,
once
.
He
nodded
his
head
now
and
then
—
more
in
corroboration
of
an
old
and
worn-out
story
,
it
appeared
,
than
in
refutation
of
it
;
and
once
or
twice
threw
back
his
hat
,
and
passed
his
freckled
hand
over
a
brow
,
where
every
furrow
he
had
ploughed
seemed
to
have
set
its
image
in
little
.
But
he
did
no
more
.
‘
It’s
true
enough
in
the
main
,
’
he
said
,
‘
master
,
I
could
sift
grain
from
husk
here
and
there
,
but
let
it
be
as
’tis
.
What
odds
?
I
have
gone
against
his
plans
;
to
my
misfortun
’
.
I
can’t
help
it
;
I
should
do
the
like
to-morrow
.
As
to
character
,
them
gentlefolks
will
search
and
search
,
and
pry
and
pry
,
and
have
it
as
free
from
spot
or
speck
in
us
,
afore
they’ll
help
us
to
a
dry
good
word
!
—
Well!
I
hope
they
don’t
lose
good
opinion
as
easy
as
we
do
,
or
their
lives
is
strict
indeed
,
and
hardly
worth
the
keeping
.
For
myself
,
master
,
I
never
took
with
that
hand
’
—
holding
it
before
him
—
‘
what
wasn’t
my
own
;
and
never
held
it
back
from
work
,
however
hard
,
or
poorly
paid
.
Whoever
can
deny
it
,
let
him
chop
it
off
!
But
when
work
won’t
maintain
me
like
a
human
creetur
;
when
my
living
is
so
bad
,
that
I
am
Hungry
,
out
of
doors
and
in
;
when
I
see
a
whole
working
life
begin
that
way
,
go
on
that
way
,
and
end
that
way
,
without
a
chance
or
change
;
then
I
say
to
the
gentlefolks
“
Keep
away
from
me
!
Let
my
cottage
be
.
My
doors
is
dark
enough
without
your
darkening
of
’em
more
.
Don’t
look
for
me
to
come
up
into
the
Park
to
help
the
show
when
there’s
a
Birthday
,
or
a
fine
Speechmaking
,
or
what
not
.
Act
your
Plays
and
Games
without
me
,
and
be
welcome
to
’em
,
and
enjoy
’em
.
We’ve
nowt
to
do
with
one
another
.
I’m
best
let
alone
!
”
’
Seeing
that
the
child
in
his
arms
had
opened
her
eyes
,
and
was
looking
about
her
in
wonder
,
he
checked
himself
to
say
a
word
or
two
of
foolish
prattle
in
her
ear
,
and
stand
her
on
the
ground
beside
him
.
Then
slowly
winding
one
of
her
long
tresses
round
and
round
his
rough
forefinger
like
a
ring
,
while
she
hung
about
his
dusty
leg
,
he
said
to
Trotty
:
‘
I’m
not
a
cross-grained
man
by
natu
’
,
I
believe
;
and
easy
satisfied
,
I’m
sure
.
I
bear
no
ill-will
against
none
of
’em
.
I
only
want
to
live
like
one
of
the
Almighty’s
creeturs
.
I
can’t
—
I
don’t
—
and
so
there’s
a
pit
dug
between
me
,
and
them
that
can
and
do
.
There’s
others
like
me
.
You
might
tell
’em
off
by
hundreds
and
by
thousands
,
sooner
than
by
ones
.
’
Trotty
knew
he
spoke
the
Truth
in
this
,
and
shook
his
head
to
signify
as
much
.
‘
I’ve
got
a
bad
name
this
way
,
’
said
Fern
;
‘
and
I’m
not
likely
,
I’m
afeared
,
to
get
a
better
.
’Tan’t
lawful
to
be
out
of
sorts
,
and
I
AM
out
of
sorts
,
though
God
knows
I’d
sooner
bear
a
cheerful
spirit
if
I
could
.
Well!
I
don’t
know
as
this
Alderman
could
hurt
_
me
_
much
by
sending
me
to
jail
;
but
without
a
friend
to
speak
a
word
for
me
,
he
might
do
it
;
and
you
see
—
!
’
pointing
downward
with
his
finger
,
at
the
child
.
‘
She
has
a
beautiful
face
,
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
Why
yes
!
’
replied
the
other
in
a
low
voice
,
as
he
gently
turned
it
up
with
both
his
hands
towards
his
own
,
and
looked
upon
it
steadfastly
.
‘
I’ve
thought
so
,
many
times
.
I’ve
thought
so
,
when
my
hearth
was
very
cold
,
and
cupboard
very
bare
.
I
thought
so
t’other
night
,
when
we
were
taken
like
two
thieves
.
But
they
—
they
shouldn’t
try
the
little
face
too
often
,
should
they
,
Lilian
?
That’s
hardly
fair
upon
a
man
!
’
He
sunk
his
voice
so
low
,
and
gazed
upon
her
with
an
air
so
stern
and
strange
,
that
Toby
,
to
divert
the
current
of
his
thoughts
,
inquired
if
his
wife
were
living
.
‘
I
never
had
one
,
’
he
returned
,
shaking
his
head
.
‘
She’s
my
brother’s
child
:
a
orphan
.
Nine
year
old
,
though
you’d
hardly
think
it
;
but
she’s
tired
and
worn
out
now
.
They’d
have
taken
care
on
her
,
the
Union
—
eight-and-twenty
mile
away
from
where
we
live
—
between
four
walls
(
as
they
took
care
of
my
old
father
when
he
couldn’t
work
no
more
,
though
he
didn’t
trouble
’em
long
)
;
but
I
took
her
instead
,
and
she’s
lived
with
me
ever
since
.
Her
mother
had
a
friend
once
,
in
London
here
.
We
are
trying
to
find
her
,
and
to
find
work
too
;
but
it’s
a
large
place
.
Never
mind
.
More
room
for
us
to
walk
about
in
,
Lilly
!
’
Meeting
the
child’s
eyes
with
a
smile
which
melted
Toby
more
than
tears
,
he
shook
him
by
the
hand
.
‘
I
don’t
so
much
as
know
your
name
,
’
he
said
,
‘
but
I’ve
opened
my
heart
free
to
you
,
for
I’m
thankful
to
you
;
with
good
reason
.
I’ll
take
your
advice
,
and
keep
clear
of
this
—
’
‘
Justice
,
’
suggested
Toby
.
‘
Ah!
’
he
said
.
‘
If
that’s
the
name
they
give
him
.
This
Justice
.
And
to-morrow
will
try
whether
there’s
better
fortun
’
to
be
met
with
,
somewheres
near
London
.
Good
night
.
A
Happy
New
Year
!
’
‘
Stay
!
’
cried
Trotty
,
catching
at
his
hand
,
as
he
relaxed
his
grip
.
‘
Stay
!
The
New
Year
never
can
be
happy
to
me
,
if
we
part
like
this
.
The
New
Year
never
can
be
happy
to
me
,
if
I
see
the
child
and
you
go
wandering
away
,
you
don’t
know
where
,
without
a
shelter
for
your
heads
.
Come
home
with
me
!
I’m
a
poor
man
,
living
in
a
poor
place
;
but
I
can
give
you
lodging
for
one
night
and
never
miss
it
.
Come
home
with
me
!
Here
!
I’ll
take
her
!
’
cried
Trotty
,
lifting
up
the
child
.
‘
A
pretty
one
!
I’d
carry
twenty
times
her
weight
,
and
never
know
I’d
got
it
.
Tell
me
if
I
go
too
quick
for
you
.
I’m
very
fast
.
I
always
was
!
’
Trotty
said
this
,
taking
about
six
of
his
trotting
paces
to
one
stride
of
his
fatigued
companion
;
and
with
his
thin
legs
quivering
again
,
beneath
the
load
he
bore
.
‘
Why
,
she’s
as
light
,
’
said
Trotty
,
trotting
in
his
speech
as
well
as
in
his
gait
;
for
he
couldn’t
bear
to
be
thanked
,
and
dreaded
a
moment’s
pause
;
‘
as
light
as
a
feather
.
Lighter
than
a
Peacock’s
feather
—
a
great
deal
lighter
.
Here
we
are
and
here
we
go
!
Round
this
first
turning
to
the
right
,
Uncle
Will
,
and
past
the
pump
,
and
sharp
off
up
the
passage
to
the
left
,
right
opposite
the
public-house
.
Here
we
are
and
here
we
go
!
Cross
over
,
Uncle
Will
,
and
mind
the
kidney
pieman
at
the
corner
!
Here
we
are
and
here
we
go
!
Down
the
Mews
here
,
Uncle
Will
,
and
stop
at
the
black
door
,
with
“
T.
Veck
,
Ticket
Porter
,
”
wrote
upon
a
board
;
and
here
we
are
and
here
we
go
,
and
here
we
are
indeed
,
my
precious
.
Meg
,
surprising
you
!
’
With
which
words
Trotty
,
in
a
breathless
state
,
set
the
child
down
before
his
daughter
in
the
middle
of
the
floor
.
The
little
visitor
looked
once
at
Meg
;
and
doubting
nothing
in
that
face
,
but
trusting
everything
she
saw
there
;
ran
into
her
arms
.
‘
Here
we
are
and
here
we
go
!
’
cried
Trotty
,
running
round
the
room
,
and
choking
audibly
.
‘
Here
,
Uncle
Will
,
here’s
a
fire
you
know
!
Why
don’t
you
come
to
the
fire
?
Oh
here
we
are
and
here
we
go
!
Meg
,
my
precious
darling
,
where’s
the
kettle
?
Here
it
is
and
here
it
goes
,
and
it’ll
bile
in
no
time
!
’
Trotty
really
had
picked
up
the
kettle
somewhere
or
other
in
the
course
of
his
wild
career
and
now
put
it
on
the
fire
:
while
Meg
,
seating
the
child
in
a
warm
corner
,
knelt
down
on
the
ground
before
her
,
and
pulled
off
her
shoes
,
and
dried
her
wet
feet
on
a
cloth
.
Ay
,
and
she
laughed
at
Trotty
too
—
so
pleasantly
,
so
cheerfully
,
that
Trotty
could
have
blessed
her
where
she
kneeled
;
for
he
had
seen
that
,
when
they
entered
,
she
was
sitting
by
the
fire
in
tears
.
‘
Why
,
father
!
’
said
Meg
.
‘
You’re
crazy
to-night
,
I
think
.
I
don’t
know
what
the
Bells
would
say
to
that
.
Poor
little
feet
.
How
cold
they
are
!
’
‘
Oh
,
they’re
warmer
now
!
’
exclaimed
the
child
.
‘
They’re
quite
warm
now
!
’
‘
No
,
no
,
no
,
’
said
Meg
.
‘
We
haven’t
rubbed
’em
half
enough
.
We’re
so
busy
.
So
busy
!
And
when
they’re
done
,
we’ll
brush
out
the
damp
hair
;
and
when
that’s
done
,
we’ll
bring
some
colour
to
the
poor
pale
face
with
fresh
water
;
and
when
that’s
done
,
we’ll
be
so
gay
,
and
brisk
,
and
happy
—
!
’
The
child
,
in
a
burst
of
sobbing
,
clasped
her
round
the
neck
;
caressed
her
fair
cheek
with
its
hand
;
and
said
,
‘
Oh
Meg
!
oh
dear
Meg
!
’
Toby’s
blessing
could
have
done
no
more
.
Who
could
do
more
!
‘
Why
,
father
!
’
cried
Meg
,
after
a
pause
.
‘
Here
I
am
and
here
I
go
,
my
dear
!
’
said
Trotty
.
‘
Good
Gracious
me
!
’
cried
Meg
.
‘
He’s
crazy
!
He’s
put
the
dear
child’s
bonnet
on
the
kettle
,
and
hung
the
lid
behind
the
door
!
’
‘
I
didn’t
go
for
to
do
it
,
my
love
,
’
said
Trotty
,
hastily
repairing
this
mistake
.
‘
Meg
,
my
dear
?
’
Meg
looked
towards
him
and
saw
that
he
had
elaborately
stationed
himself
behind
the
chair
of
their
male
visitor
,
where
with
many
mysterious
gestures
he
was
holding
up
the
sixpence
he
had
earned
.
‘
I
see
,
my
dear
,
’
said
Trotty
,
‘
as
I
was
coming
in
,
half
an
ounce
of
tea
lying
somewhere
on
the
stairs
;
and
I’m
pretty
sure
there
was
a
bit
of
bacon
too
.
As
I
don’t
remember
where
it
was
exactly
,
I’ll
go
myself
and
try
to
find
’em
.
’
With
this
inscrutable
artifice
,
Toby
withdrew
to
purchase
the
viands
he
had
spoken
of
,
for
ready
money
,
at
Mrs.
Chickenstalker’s
;
and
presently
came
back
,
pretending
he
had
not
been
able
to
find
them
,
at
first
,
in
the
dark
.
‘
But
here
they
are
at
last
,
’
said
Trotty
,
setting
out
the
tea-things
,
‘
all
correct
!
I
was
pretty
sure
it
was
tea
,
and
a
rasher
.
So
it
is
.
Meg
,
my
pet
,
if
you’ll
just
make
the
tea
,
while
your
unworthy
father
toasts
the
bacon
,
we
shall
be
ready
,
immediate
.
It’s
a
curious
circumstance
,
’
said
Trotty
,
proceeding
in
his
cookery
,
with
the
assistance
of
the
toasting-fork
,
‘
curious
,
but
well
known
to
my
friends
,
that
I
never
care
,
myself
,
for
rashers
,
nor
for
tea
.
I
like
to
see
other
people
enjoy
’em
,
’
said
Trotty
,
speaking
very
loud
,
to
impress
the
fact
upon
his
guest
,
‘
but
to
me
,
as
food
,
they’re
disagreeable
.
’
Yet
Trotty
sniffed
the
savour
of
the
hissing
bacon
—
ah
!
—
as
if
he