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Who
learnt
in
Turkish
land
to
fight
,
”
continuing
the
discourse
throughout
the
scenes
to
the
concluding
catastrophe
of
his
fall
by
the
hand
of
Saint
George
.
Eustacia
had
occasionally
heard
the
part
recited
before
.
When
the
lad
ended
she
began
,
precisely
in
the
same
words
,
and
ranted
on
without
hitch
or
divergence
till
she
too
reached
the
end
.
It
was
the
same
thing
,
yet
how
different
.
Like
in
form
,
it
had
the
added
softness
and
finish
of
a
Raffaelle
after
Perugino
,
which
,
while
faithfully
reproducing
the
original
subject
,
entirely
distances
the
original
art
.
Charley
’
s
eyes
rounded
with
surprise
.
“
Well
,
you
be
a
clever
lady
!
”
he
said
,
in
admiration
.
“
I
’
ve
been
three
weeks
learning
mine
.
”
“
I
have
heard
it
before
,
”
she
quietly
observed
.
“
Now
,
would
you
do
anything
to
please
me
,
Charley
?
”
“
I
’
d
do
a
good
deal
,
miss
.
”
“
Would
you
let
me
play
your
part
for
one
night
?
”
“
Oh
,
miss
!
But
your
woman
’
s
gown
—
you
couldn
’
t
.
”
“
I
can
get
boy
’
s
clothes
—
at
least
all
that
would
be
wanted
besides
the
mumming
dress
.
What
should
I
have
to
give
you
to
lend
me
your
things
,
to
let
me
take
your
place
for
an
hour
or
two
on
Monday
night
,
and
on
no
account
to
say
a
word
about
who
or
what
I
am
?
You
would
,
of
course
,
have
to
excuse
yourself
from
playing
that
night
,
and
to
say
that
somebody
—
a
cousin
of
Miss
Vye
’
s
—
would
act
for
you
.
The
other
mummers
have
never
spoken
to
me
in
their
lives
so
that
it
would
be
safe
enough
;
and
if
it
were
not
,
I
should
not
mind
.
Now
,
what
must
I
give
you
to
agree
to
this
?
Half
a
crown
?
”
