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‘
Much
to
do
,
John
?
’
‘
Yes
,
sir
;
we
’
re
pretty
heavy
at
present
.
I
don
’
t
know
how
it
is
,
but
we
generally
are
pretty
heavy
.
’
‘
At
this
time
of
the
year
,
Young
John
?
’
‘
Mostly
at
all
times
of
the
year
,
sir
.
I
don
’
t
know
the
time
that
makes
much
difference
to
us
.
I
wish
you
good
night
,
sir
.
’
‘
Stay
a
moment
,
John
—
ha
—
stay
a
moment
.
Hum
.
Leave
me
the
cigars
,
John
,
I
—
ha
—
beg
.
’
‘
Certainly
,
sir
.
’
John
put
them
,
with
a
trembling
hand
,
on
the
table
.
‘
Stay
a
moment
,
Young
John
;
stay
another
moment
.
It
would
be
a
—
ha
—
a
gratification
to
me
to
send
a
little
—
hum
—
Testimonial
,
by
such
a
trusty
messenger
,
to
be
divided
among
—
ha
hum
—
them
—
them
—
according
to
their
wants
.
Would
you
object
to
take
it
,
John
?
’
‘
Not
in
any
ways
,
sir
.
There
’
s
many
of
them
,
I
’
m
sure
,
that
would
be
the
better
for
it
.
’
‘
Thank
you
,
John
.
I
—
ha
—
I
’
ll
write
it
,
John
.
’
His
hand
shook
so
that
he
was
a
long
time
writing
it
,
and
wrote
it
in
a
tremulous
scrawl
at
last
.
