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‘
Can
I
?
’
said
the
old
woman
.
‘
Yes
can
I
,
sure
!
’
‘
How
’
s
Mrs
.
Fibbitson
today
?
’
said
the
Master
,
looking
at
another
old
woman
in
a
large
chair
by
the
fire
,
who
was
such
a
bundle
of
clothes
that
I
feel
grateful
to
this
hour
for
not
having
sat
upon
her
by
mistake
.
‘
Ah
,
she
’
s
poorly
,
’
said
the
first
old
woman
.
‘
It
’
s
one
of
her
bad
days
.
If
the
fire
was
to
go
out
,
through
any
accident
,
I
verily
believe
she
’
d
go
out
too
,
and
never
come
to
life
again
.
’
As
they
looked
at
her
,
I
looked
at
her
also
.
Although
it
was
a
warm
day
,
she
seemed
to
think
of
nothing
but
the
fire
.
I
fancied
she
was
jealous
even
of
the
saucepan
on
it
;
and
I
have
reason
to
know
that
she
took
its
impressment
into
the
service
of
boiling
my
egg
and
broiling
my
bacon
,
in
dudgeon
;
for
I
saw
her
,
with
my
own
discomfited
eyes
,
shake
her
fist
at
me
once
,
when
those
culinary
operations
were
going
on
,
and
no
one
else
was
looking
.
The
sun
streamed
in
at
the
little
window
,
but
she
sat
with
her
own
back
and
the
back
of
the
large
chair
towards
it
,
screening
the
fire
as
if
she
were
sedulously
keeping
IT
warm
,
instead
of
it
keeping
her
warm
,
and
watching
it
in
a
most
distrustful
manner
.
The
completion
of
the
preparations
for
my
breakfast
,
by
relieving
the
fire
,
gave
her
such
extreme
joy
that
she
laughed
aloud
—
and
a
very
unmelodious
laugh
she
had
,
I
must
say
.
I
sat
down
to
my
brown
loaf
,
my
egg
,
and
my
rasher
of
bacon
,
with
a
basin
of
milk
besides
,
and
made
a
most
delicious
meal
.
While
I
was
yet
in
the
full
enjoyment
of
it
,
the
old
woman
of
the
house
said
to
the
Master
:
‘
Have
you
got
your
flute
with
you
?
’
‘
Yes
,
’
he
returned
.
‘
Have
a
blow
at
it
,
’
said
the
old
woman
,
coaxingly
.
‘
Do
!
’
