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“
I
never
saw
such
a
clumsy
chap
as
you
,
Christian
,
”
said
Grandfer
Cantle
severely
.
“
You
might
have
been
the
son
of
a
man
that
’
s
never
been
outside
Blooms
-
End
in
his
life
for
all
the
wit
you
have
.
Really
all
the
soldiering
and
smartness
in
the
world
in
the
father
seems
to
count
for
nothing
in
forming
the
nater
of
the
son
.
As
far
as
that
chief
Christian
is
concerned
I
might
as
well
have
stayed
at
home
and
seed
nothing
,
like
all
the
rest
of
ye
here
.
Though
,
as
far
as
myself
is
concerned
,
a
dashing
spirit
has
counted
for
sommat
,
to
be
sure
!
”
“
Don
’
t
ye
let
me
down
so
,
Father
;
I
feel
no
bigger
than
a
ninepin
after
it
.
I
’
ve
made
but
a
bruckle
hit
,
I
’
m
afeard
.
”
“
Come
,
come
.
Never
pitch
yerself
in
such
a
low
key
as
that
,
Christian
;
you
should
try
more
,
”
said
Fairway
.
“
Yes
,
you
should
try
more
,
”
echoed
the
Grandfer
with
insistence
,
as
if
he
had
been
the
first
to
make
the
suggestion
.
“
In
common
conscience
every
man
ought
either
to
marry
or
go
for
a
soldier
.
’
Tis
a
scandal
to
the
nation
to
do
neither
one
nor
t
’
other
.
I
did
both
,
thank
God
!
Neither
to
raise
men
nor
to
lay
’
em
low
—
that
shows
a
poor
do
-
nothing
spirit
indeed
.
”
“
I
never
had
the
nerve
to
stand
fire
,
”
faltered
Christian
.
“
But
as
to
marrying
,
I
own
I
’
ve
asked
here
and
there
,
though
without
much
fruit
from
it
.
Yes
,
there
’
s
some
house
or
other
that
might
have
had
a
man
for
a
master
—
such
as
he
is
—
that
’
s
now
ruled
by
a
woman
alone
.
Still
it
might
have
been
awkward
if
I
had
found
her
;
for
,
d
’
ye
see
,
neighbours
,
there
’
d
have
been
nobody
left
at
home
to
keep
down
Father
’
s
spirits
to
the
decent
pitch
that
becomes
a
old
man
.
”
“
And
you
’
ve
your
work
cut
out
to
do
that
,
my
son
,
”
said
Grandfer
Cantle
smartly
.
“
I
wish
that
the
dread
of
infirmities
was
not
so
strong
in
me
!
—
I
’
d
start
the
very
first
thing
tomorrow
to
see
the
world
over
again
!
But
seventy
-
one
,
though
nothing
at
home
,
is
a
high
figure
for
a
rover
.
.
.
.
Ay
,
seventy
-
one
,
last
Candlemasday
.
Gad
,
I
’
d
sooner
have
it
in
guineas
than
in
years
!
”
And
the
old
man
sighed
.
“
Don
’
t
you
be
mournful
,
Grandfer
,
”
said
Fairway
.
“
Empt
some
more
feathers
into
the
bed
-
tick
,
and
keep
up
yer
heart
.
Though
rather
lean
in
the
stalks
you
be
a
green
-
leaved
old
man
still
.
There
’
s
time
enough
left
to
ye
yet
to
fill
whole
chronicles
.
”
“
Begad
,
I
’
ll
go
to
’
em
,
Timothy
—
to
the
married
pair
!
”
said
Granfer
Cantle
in
an
encouraged
voice
,
and
starting
round
briskly
.
“
I
’
ll
go
to
’
em
tonight
and
sing
a
wedding
song
,
hey
?
’
Tis
like
me
to
do
so
,
you
know
;
and
they
’
d
see
it
as
such
.
My
’
Down
in
Cupid
’
s
Gardens
’
was
well
liked
in
four
;
still
,
I
’
ve
got
others
as
good
,
and
even
better
.
What
do
you
say
to
my
