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"
Thankee
,
Sir
,
"
returned
Joe
,
evidently
dispirited
by
the
proposal
,
"
since
you
are
so
kind
as
make
chice
of
coffee
,
I
will
not
run
contrairy
to
your
own
opinions
.
But
don
’
t
you
never
find
it
a
little
’
eating
?
"
"
Say
tea
then
,
"
said
Herbert
,
pouring
it
out
.
Here
Joe
’
s
hat
tumbled
off
the
mantel
-
piece
,
and
he
started
out
of
his
chair
and
picked
it
up
,
and
fitted
it
to
the
same
exact
spot
.
As
if
it
were
an
absolute
point
of
good
breeding
that
it
should
tumble
off
again
soon
.
"
When
did
you
come
to
town
,
Mr
.
Gargery
?
"
"
Were
it
yesterday
afternoon
?
"
said
Joe
,
after
coughing
behind
his
hand
,
as
if
he
had
had
time
to
catch
the
whooping
-
cough
since
he
came
.
"
No
it
were
not
.
Yes
it
were
.
Yes
.
It
were
yesterday
afternoon
"
(
with
an
appearance
of
mingled
wisdom
,
relief
,
and
strict
impartiality
)
.
"
Have
you
seen
anything
of
London
yet
?
"
"
Why
,
yes
,
Sir
,
"
said
Joe
,
"
me
and
Wopsle
went
off
straight
to
look
at
the
Blacking
Ware
’
us
.
But
we
didn
’
t
find
that
it
come
up
to
its
likeness
in
the
red
bills
at
the
shop
doors
;
which
I
meantersay
,
"
added
Joe
,
in
an
explanatory
manner
,
"
as
it
is
there
drawd
too
architectooralooral
.
"
I
really
believe
Joe
would
have
prolonged
this
word
(
mightily
expressive
to
my
mind
of
some
architecture
that
I
know
)
into
a
perfect
Chorus
,
but
for
his
attention
being
providentially
attracted
by
his
hat
,
which
was
toppling
.
Indeed
,
it
demanded
from
him
a
constant
attention
,
and
a
quickness
of
eye
and
hand
,
very
like
that
exacted
by
wicket
-
keeping
.
He
made
extraordinary
play
with
it
,
and
showed
the
greatest
skill
;
now
,
rushing
at
it
and
catching
it
neatly
as
it
dropped
;
now
,
merely
stopping
it
midway
,
beating
it
up
,
and
humoring
it
in
various
parts
of
the
room
and
against
a
good
deal
of
the
pattern
of
the
paper
on
the
wall
,
before
he
felt
it
safe
to
close
with
it
;
finally
splashing
it
into
the
slop
-
basin
,
where
I
took
the
liberty
of
laying
hands
upon
it
.
As
to
his
shirt
-
collar
,
and
his
coat
-
collar
,
they
were
perplexing
to
reflect
upon
—
insoluble
mysteries
both
.
Why
should
a
man
scrape
himself
to
that
extent
,
before
he
could
consider
himself
full
dressed
?
Why
should
he
suppose
it
necessary
to
be
purified
by
suffering
for
his
holiday
clothes
?
Then
he
fell
into
such
unaccountable
fits
of
meditation
,
with
his
fork
midway
between
his
plate
and
his
mouth
;
had
his
eyes
attracted
in
such
strange
directions
;
was
afflicted
with
such
remarkable
coughs
;
sat
so
far
from
the
table
,
and
dropped
so
much
more
than
he
ate
,
and
pretended
that
he
hadn
’
t
dropped
it
;
that
I
was
heartily
glad
when
Herbert
left
us
for
the
City
.
