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'
And
they
made
it
a
special
verdict
,
I
think
,
'
said
the
undertaker
,
'
by
adding
some
words
to
the
effect
,
that
if
the
relieving
officer
had
--
'
'
Tush
!
Foolery
!
'
interposed
the
beadle
.
'
If
the
board
attended
to
all
the
nonsense
that
ignorant
jurymen
talk
,
they
'd
have
enough
to
do
.
'
'
Very
true
,
'
said
the
undertaker
;
'
they
would
indeed
.
'
'
Juries
,
'
said
Mr.
Bumble
,
grasping
his
cane
tightly
,
as
was
his
wont
when
working
into
a
passion
:
'
juries
is
ineddicated
,
vulgar
,
grovelling
wretches
.
'
'
So
they
are
,
'
said
the
undertaker
.
'
They
have
n't
no
more
philosophy
nor
political
economy
about
'em
than
that
,
'
said
the
beadle
,
snapping
his
fingers
contemptuously
.
'
No
more
they
have
,
'
acquiesced
the
undertaker
.
'
I
despise
'em
,
'
said
the
beadle
,
growing
very
red
in
the
face
.
'
So
do
I
,
'
rejoined
the
undertaker
.
'
And
I
only
wish
we
'd
a
jury
of
the
independent
sort
,
in
the
house
for
a
week
or
two
,
'
said
the
beadle
;
'
the
rules
and
regulations
of
the
board
would
soon
bring
their
spirit
down
for
'em
.
'