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Directly
Cain
mentioned
Bath
,
they
all
threw
down
their
hooks
and
forks
and
drew
round
him
.
Unfortunately
the
erratic
crumb
did
not
improve
his
narrative
powers
,
and
a
supplementary
hindrance
was
that
of
a
sneeze
,
jerking
from
his
pocket
his
rather
large
watch
,
which
dangled
in
front
of
the
young
man
pendulum
-
wise
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
continued
,
directing
his
thoughts
to
Bath
and
letting
his
eyes
follow
,
"
I
’
ve
seed
the
world
at
last
—
yes
—
and
I
’
ve
seed
our
mis
’
ess
—
ahok
-
hok
-
hok
!
"
"
Bother
the
boy
!
"
said
Gabriel
.
"
Something
is
always
going
the
wrong
way
down
your
throat
,
so
that
you
can
’
t
tell
what
’
s
necessary
to
be
told
.
"
"
Ahok
!
there
!
Please
,
Mister
Oak
,
a
gnat
have
just
fleed
into
my
stomach
and
brought
the
cough
on
again
!
"
"
Yes
,
that
’
s
just
it
.
Your
mouth
is
always
open
,
you
young
rascal
!
"
"
’
Tis
terrible
bad
to
have
a
gnat
fly
down
yer
throat
,
pore
boy
!
"
said
Matthew
Moon
.
"
Well
,
at
Bath
you
saw
—
"
prompted
Gabriel
.
"
I
saw
our
mistress
,
"
continued
the
junior
shepherd
,
"
and
a
sojer
,
walking
along
.
And
bymeby
they
got
closer
and
closer
,
and
then
they
went
arm
-
in
-
crook
,
like
courting
complete
—
hok
-
hok
!
like
courting
complete
—
hok
!
—
courting
complete
—
"
Losing
the
thread
of
his
narrative
at
this
point
simultaneously
with
his
loss
of
breath
,
their
informant
looked
up
and
down
the
field
apparently
for
some
clue
to
it
.
"
Well
,
I
see
our
mis
’
ess
and
a
soldier
—
a
-
ha
-
a
-
wk
!
"
"
Damn
the
boy
!
"
said
Gabriel
.
"
’
Tis
only
my
manner
,
Mister
Oak
,
if
ye
’
ll
excuse
it
,
"
said
Cain
Ball
,
looking
reproachfully
at
Oak
,
with
eyes
drenched
in
their
own
dew
.
