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‘
Your
health
,
Sir
,
’
said
the
bagman
with
the
lonely
eye
,
bestowing
an
approving
nod
on
Mr
.
Snodgrass
.
Mr
.
Snodgrass
acknowledged
the
compliment
.
‘
I
always
like
to
hear
a
good
argument
,
‘
continued
the
bagman
,
‘
a
sharp
one
,
like
this
:
it
’
s
very
improving
;
but
this
little
argument
about
women
brought
to
my
mind
a
story
I
have
heard
an
old
uncle
of
mine
tell
,
the
recollection
of
which
,
just
now
,
made
me
say
there
were
rummer
things
than
women
to
be
met
with
,
sometimes
.
’
‘
I
should
like
to
hear
that
same
story
,
’
said
the
red
-
faced
man
with
the
cigar
.
‘
Should
you
?
’
was
the
only
reply
of
the
bagman
,
who
continued
to
smoke
with
great
vehemence
.
‘
So
should
I
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
,
speaking
for
the
first
time
.
He
was
always
anxious
to
increase
his
stock
of
experience
.
‘
Should
YOU
?
Well
then
,
I
’
ll
tell
it
.
No
,
I
won
’
t
.
I
know
you
won
’
t
believe
it
,
’
said
the
man
with
the
roguish
eye
,
making
that
organ
look
more
roguish
than
ever
.
‘
If
you
say
it
’
s
true
,
of
course
I
shall
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
.
‘
Well
,
upon
that
understanding
I
’
ll
tell
you
,
’
replied
the
traveller
.
‘
Did
you
ever
hear
of
the
great
commercial
house
of
Bilson
&
Slum
?
But
it
doesn
’
t
matter
though
,
whether
you
did
or
not
,
because
they
retired
from
business
long
since
.
It
’
s
eighty
years
ago
,
since
the
circumstance
happened
to
a
traveller
for
that
house
,
but
he
was
a
particular
friend
of
my
uncle
’
s
;
and
my
uncle
told
the
story
to
me
.
It
’
s
a
queer
name
;
but
he
used
to
call
it
THE
BAGMAN
’
S
STORYand
he
used
to
tell
it
,
something
in
this
way
.
