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"
You
don
’
t
know
what
it
is
to
want
spiritual
tobacco
—
bad
emendations
of
old
texts
,
or
small
items
about
a
variety
of
Aphis
Brassicae
,
with
the
well
-
known
signature
of
Philomicron
,
for
the
‘
Twaddler
’
s
Magazine
;
’
or
a
learned
treatise
on
the
entomology
of
the
Pentateuch
,
including
all
the
insects
not
mentioned
,
but
probably
met
with
by
the
Israelites
in
their
passage
through
the
desert
;
with
a
monograph
on
the
Ant
,
as
treated
by
Solomon
,
showing
the
harmony
of
the
Book
of
Proverbs
with
the
results
of
modern
research
.
You
don
’
t
mind
my
fumigating
you
?
"
Lydgate
was
more
surprised
at
the
openness
of
this
talk
than
at
its
implied
meaning
—
that
the
Vicar
felt
himself
not
altogether
in
the
right
vocation
.
The
neat
fitting
-
up
of
drawers
and
shelves
,
and
the
bookcase
filled
with
expensive
illustrated
books
on
Natural
History
,
made
him
think
again
of
the
winnings
at
cards
and
their
destination
.
But
he
was
beginning
to
wish
that
the
very
best
construction
of
everything
that
Mr
.
Farebrother
did
should
be
the
true
one
.
The
Vicar
’
s
frankness
seemed
not
of
the
repulsive
sort
Chat
comes
from
an
uneasy
consciousness
seeking
to
forestall
the
judgment
of
others
,
but
simply
the
relief
of
a
desire
to
do
with
as
little
pretence
as
possible
.
Apparently
he
was
not
without
a
sense
that
his
freedom
of
speech
might
seem
premature
,
for
he
presently
said
—
"
I
have
not
yet
told
you
that
I
have
the
advantage
of
you
,
Mr
.
Lydgate
,
and
know
you
better
than
you
know
me
.
You
remember
Trawley
who
shared
your
apartment
at
Paris
for
some
time
?
I
was
a
correspondent
of
his
,
and
he
told
me
a
good
deal
about
you
.
I
was
not
quite
sure
when
you
first
came
that
you
were
the
same
man
.
I
was
very
glad
when
I
found
that
you
were
.
Only
I
don
’
t
forget
that
you
have
not
had
the
like
prologue
about
me
.
"
Lydgate
divined
some
delicacy
of
feeling
here
,
but
did
not
half
understand
it
.
"
By
the
way
,
"
he
said
,
"
what
has
become
of
Trawley
?
I
have
quite
lost
sight
of
him
.
He
was
hot
on
the
French
social
systems
,
and
talked
of
going
to
the
Backwoods
to
found
a
sort
of
Pythagorean
community
.
Is
he
gone
?
"
"
Not
at
all
.
He
is
practising
at
a
German
bath
,
and
has
married
a
rich
patient
.
"
Then
my
notions
wear
the
best
,
so
far
,
"
said
Lydgate
,
with
a
short
scornful
laugh
.
"
He
would
have
it
,
the
medical
profession
was
an
inevitable
system
of
humbug
.
I
said
,
the
fault
was
in
the
men
—
men
who
truckle
to
lies
and
folly
.
Instead
of
preaching
against
humbug
outside
the
walls
,
it
might
be
better
to
set
up
a
disinfecting
apparatus
within
.
In
short
—
I
am
reporting
my
own
conversation
—
you
may
be
sure
I
had
all
the
good
sense
on
my
side
.
"
"
Your
scheme
is
a
good
deal
more
difficult
to
carry
out
than
the
Pythagorean
community
,
though
.
You
have
not
only
got
the
old
Adam
in
yourself
against
you
,
but
you
have
got
all
those
descendants
of
the
original
Adam
who
form
the
society
around
you
.
You
see
,
I
have
paid
twelve
or
thirteen
years
more
than
you
for
my
knowledge
of
difficulties
.
But
"
—
Mr
.
Farebrother
broke
off
a
moment
,
and
then
added
,
"
you
are
eying
that
glass
vase
again
.
Do
you
want
to
make
an
exchange
?
You
shall
not
have
it
without
a
fair
barter
.
"
"
I
have
some
sea
-
mice
—
fine
specimens
—
in
spirits
.
And
I
will
throw
in
Robert
Brown
’
s
new
thing
—
‘
Microscopic
Observations
on
the
Pollen
of
Plants
’
—
if
you
don
’
t
happen
to
have
it
already
.
"
