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"
I
don
’
t
go
,
"
said
Austin
.
The
conversation
seemed
to
have
ended
there
,
but
presently
he
came
back
to
it
.
"
If
I
was
to
go
,
who
would
look
after
’
im
?
"
He
jerked
his
head
toward
his
master
.
"
Who
would
’
e
get
to
serve
’
im
?
"
"
Someone
else
,
"
I
suggested
lamely
.
"
Not
’
e
.
No
one
would
stay
a
week
.
If
I
was
to
go
,
that
’
ouse
would
run
down
like
a
watch
with
the
mainspring
out
.
I
’
m
telling
you
because
you
’
re
’
is
friend
,
and
you
ought
to
know
.
If
I
was
to
take
’
im
at
’
is
word
—
but
there
,
I
wouldn
’
t
have
the
’
eart
.
’
E
and
the
missus
would
be
like
two
babes
left
out
in
a
bundle
.
I
’
m
just
everything
.
And
then
’
e
goes
and
gives
me
notice
.
"
"
Why
would
no
one
stay
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Well
,
they
wouldn
’
t
make
allowances
,
same
as
I
do
.
’
E
’
s
a
very
clever
man
,
the
master
—
so
clever
that
’
e
’
s
clean
balmy
sometimes
.
I
’
ve
seen
’
im
right
off
’
is
onion
,
and
no
error
.
Well
,
look
what
’
e
did
this
morning
.
"
"
What
did
he
do
?
"
Austin
bent
over
to
me
.
