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‘
Yes
,
yes
,
you
understand
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
,
nodding
his
head
.
‘
We
dursn
’
t
do
it
.
Bless
you
,
it
would
be
a
shock
that
the
generality
of
parties
mightn
’
t
recover
,
to
say
“
Omer
and
Joram
’
s
compliments
,
and
how
do
you
find
yourself
this
morning
?
”
—
or
this
afternoon
—
as
it
may
be
.
’
Mr
.
Omer
and
I
nodded
at
each
other
,
and
Mr
.
Omer
recruited
his
wind
by
the
aid
of
his
pipe
.
‘
It
’
s
one
of
the
things
that
cut
the
trade
off
from
attentions
they
could
often
wish
to
show
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
.
‘
Take
myself
.
If
I
have
known
Barkis
a
year
,
to
move
to
as
he
went
by
,
I
have
known
him
forty
years
.
But
I
can
’
t
go
and
say
,
“
how
is
he
?
”
’
I
felt
it
was
rather
hard
on
Mr
.
Omer
,
and
I
told
him
so
.
‘
I
’
m
not
more
self
-
interested
,
I
hope
,
than
another
man
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
.
‘
Look
at
me
!
My
wind
may
fail
me
at
any
moment
,
and
it
ain
’
t
likely
that
,
to
my
own
knowledge
,
I
’
d
be
self
-
interested
under
such
circumstances
.
I
say
it
ain
’
t
likely
,
in
a
man
who
knows
his
wind
will
go
,
when
it
DOES
go
,
as
if
a
pair
of
bellows
was
cut
open
;
and
that
man
a
grandfather
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
.
I
said
,
‘
Not
at
all
.
’
‘
It
ain
’
t
that
I
complain
of
my
line
of
business
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
.
‘
It
ain
’
t
that
.
Some
good
and
some
bad
goes
,
no
doubt
,
to
all
callings
.
What
I
wish
is
,
that
parties
was
brought
up
stronger
-
minded
.
’
Mr
.
Omer
,
with
a
very
complacent
and
amiable
face
,
took
several
puffs
in
silence
;
and
then
said
,
resuming
his
first
point
:
‘
Accordingly
we
’
re
obleeged
,
in
ascertaining
how
Barkis
goes
on
,
to
limit
ourselves
to
Em
’
ly
.
She
knows
what
our
real
objects
are
,
and
she
don
’
t
have
any
more
alarms
or
suspicions
about
us
,
than
if
we
was
so
many
lambs
.
Minnie
and
Joram
have
just
stepped
down
to
the
house
,
in
fact
(
she
’
s
there
,
after
hours
,
helping
her
aunt
a
bit
)
,
to
ask
her
how
he
is
tonight
;
and
if
you
was
to
please
to
wait
till
they
come
back
,
they
’
d
give
you
full
partic
’
lers
.
Will
you
take
something
?
A
glass
of
srub
and
water
,
now
?
I
smoke
on
srub
and
water
,
myself
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
,
taking
up
his
glass
,
‘
because
it
’
s
considered
softening
to
the
passages
,
by
which
this
troublesome
breath
of
mine
gets
into
action
.
But
,
Lord
bless
you
,
’
said
Mr
.
Omer
,
huskily
,
‘
it
ain
’
t
the
passages
that
’
s
out
of
order
!
“
Give
me
breath
enough
,
”
said
I
to
my
daughter
Minnie
,
“
and
I
’
ll
find
passages
,
my
dear
.
