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‘
Now
,
my
men
,
’
said
the
single
gentleman
;
‘
you
have
done
very
well
.
What
will
you
take
?
Tell
that
little
man
behind
,
to
shut
the
door
.
’
‘
Shut
the
door
,
can
’
t
you
?
’
said
Mr
Codlin
,
turning
gruffly
to
his
friend
.
‘
You
might
have
knowed
that
the
gentleman
wanted
the
door
shut
,
without
being
told
,
I
think
.
’
Mr
Short
obeyed
,
observing
under
his
breath
that
his
friend
seemed
unusually
‘
cranky
,
’
and
expressing
a
hope
that
there
was
no
dairy
in
the
neighbourhood
,
or
his
temper
would
certainly
spoil
its
contents
.
The
gentleman
pointed
to
a
couple
of
chairs
,
and
intimated
by
an
emphatic
nod
of
his
head
that
he
expected
them
to
be
seated
.
Messrs
Codlin
and
Short
,
after
looking
at
each
other
with
considerable
doubt
and
indecision
,
at
length
sat
down
—
each
on
the
extreme
edge
of
the
chair
pointed
out
to
him
—
and
held
their
hats
very
tight
,
while
the
single
gentleman
filled
a
couple
of
glasses
from
a
bottle
on
the
table
beside
him
,
and
presented
them
in
due
form
.
‘
You
’
re
pretty
well
browned
by
the
sun
,
both
of
you
,
’
said
their
entertainer
.
‘
Have
you
been
travelling
?
’
Mr
Short
replied
in
the
affirmative
with
a
nod
and
a
smile
.
Mr
Codlin
added
a
corroborative
nod
and
a
short
groan
,
as
if
he
still
felt
the
weight
of
the
Temple
on
his
shoulders
.
‘
To
fairs
,
markets
,
races
,
and
so
forth
,
I
suppose
?
’
pursued
the
single
gentleman
.
‘
Yes
,
sir
,
’
returned
Short
,
‘
pretty
nigh
all
over
the
West
of
England
.
’
‘
I
have
talked
to
men
of
your
craft
from
North
,
East
,
and
South
,
’
returned
their
host
,
in
rather
a
hasty
manner
;
‘
but
I
never
lighted
on
any
from
the
West
before
.
’
