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The
maltster
cleared
his
throat
in
an
exaggerated
form
for
emphasis
,
and
elongating
his
gaze
to
the
remotest
point
of
the
ashpit
,
said
,
in
the
slow
speech
justifiable
when
the
importance
of
a
subject
is
so
generally
felt
that
any
mannerism
must
be
tolerated
in
getting
at
it
,
"
Well
,
I
don
’
t
mind
the
year
I
were
born
in
,
but
perhaps
I
can
reckon
up
the
places
I
’
ve
lived
at
,
and
so
get
it
that
way
.
I
bode
at
Upper
Longpuddle
across
there
"
(
nodding
to
the
north
)
"
till
I
were
eleven
.
I
bode
seven
at
Kingsbere
"
(
nodding
to
the
east
)
"
where
I
took
to
malting
.
I
went
therefrom
to
Norcombe
,
and
malted
there
two
-
and
-
twenty
years
,
and
-
two
-
and
-
twenty
years
I
was
there
turnip
-
hoeing
and
harvesting
.
Ah
,
I
knowed
that
old
place
,
Norcombe
,
years
afore
you
were
thought
of
,
Master
Oak
"
(
Oak
smiled
sincere
belief
in
the
fact
)
.
"
Then
I
malted
at
Durnover
four
year
,
and
four
year
turnip
-
hoeing
;
and
I
was
fourteen
times
eleven
months
at
Millpond
St
.
Jude
’
s
"
(
nodding
north
-
west
-
by
-
north
)
.
"
Old
Twills
wouldn
’
t
hire
me
for
more
than
eleven
months
at
a
time
,
to
keep
me
from
being
chargeable
to
the
parish
if
so
be
I
was
disabled
.
Then
I
was
three
year
at
Mellstock
,
and
I
’
ve
been
here
one
-
and
-
thirty
year
come
Candlemas
.
How
much
is
that
?
"
"
Hundred
and
seventeen
,
"
chuckled
another
old
gentleman
,
given
to
mental
arithmetic
and
little
conversation
,
who
had
hitherto
sat
unobserved
in
a
corner
.
"
Well
,
then
,
that
’
s
my
age
,
"
said
the
maltster
,
emphatically
.
"
O
no
,
father
!
"
said
Jacob
.
"
Your
turnip
-
hoeing
were
in
the
summer
and
your
malting
in
the
winter
of
the
same
years
,
and
ye
don
’
t
ought
to
count
-
both
halves
,
father
.
"
"
Chok
’
it
all
!
I
lived
through
the
summers
,
didn
’
t
I
?
That
’
s
my
question
.
I
suppose
ye
’
ll
say
next
I
be
no
age
at
all
to
speak
of
?
"
"
Sure
we
shan
’
t
,
"
said
Gabriel
,
soothingly
.
"
Ye
be
a
very
old
aged
person
,
malter
,
"
attested
Jan
Coggan
,
also
soothingly
.
"
We
all
know
that
,
and
ye
must
have
a
wonderful
talented
constitution
to
be
able
to
live
so
long
,
mustn
’
t
he
,
neighbours
?
"
"
True
,
true
;
ye
must
,
malter
,
wonderful
,
"
said
the
meeting
unanimously
.