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"
True
,
true
,
—
real
thanksgiving
!
"
dashed
in
Mark
Clark
conclusively
,
not
feeling
it
to
be
of
any
consequence
to
his
opinion
that
he
had
only
heard
about
a
word
and
three
-
quarters
of
what
Joseph
had
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
added
Joseph
,
beginning
to
feel
like
a
man
in
the
Bible
;
"
for
evil
do
thrive
so
in
these
times
that
ye
may
be
as
much
deceived
in
the
cleanest
shaved
and
whitest
shirted
man
as
in
the
raggedest
tramp
upon
the
turnpike
,
if
I
may
term
it
so
.
"
"
Ay
,
I
can
mind
yer
face
now
,
shepherd
,
"
said
Henery
Fray
,
criticising
Gabriel
with
misty
eyes
as
he
entered
upon
his
second
tune
.
"
Yes
—
now
I
see
’
ee
blowing
into
the
flute
I
know
’
ee
to
be
the
same
man
I
see
play
at
Casterbridge
,
for
yer
mouth
were
scrimped
up
and
yer
eyes
a
-
staring
out
like
a
strangled
man
’
s
—
just
as
they
be
now
.
"
"
’
Tis
a
pity
that
playing
the
flute
should
make
a
man
look
such
a
scarecrow
,
"
observed
Mr
.
Mark
Clark
,
with
additional
criticism
of
Gabriel
’
s
countenance
,
the
latter
person
jerking
out
,
with
the
ghastly
grimace
required
by
the
instrument
,
the
chorus
of
"
Dame
Durden
:
"
—
’
Twas
Moll
’
and
Bet
’
,
and
Doll
’
and
Kate
’
,
And
Dor
’
-
othy
Drag
’
-
gle
Tail
’
.
"
I
hope
you
don
’
t
mind
that
young
man
’
s
bad
manners
in
naming
your
features
?
"
whispered
Joseph
to
Gabriel
.
"
Not
at
all
,
"
said
Mr
.
Oak
.
"
For
by
nature
ye
be
a
very
handsome
man
,
shepherd
,
"
continued
Joseph
Poorgrass
,
with
winning
sauvity
.
