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“
Now
,
Felix
,
”
said
Angel
drily
,
“
we
are
very
good
friends
,
you
know
;
each
of
us
treading
our
allotted
circles
;
but
if
it
comes
to
intellectual
grasp
,
I
think
you
,
as
a
contented
dogmatist
,
had
better
leave
mine
alone
,
and
inquire
what
has
become
of
yours
.
”
They
returned
down
the
hill
to
dinner
,
which
was
fixed
at
any
time
at
which
their
father
’
s
and
mother
’
s
morning
work
in
the
parish
usually
concluded
.
Convenience
as
regarded
afternoon
callers
was
the
last
thing
to
enter
into
the
consideration
of
unselfish
Mr
and
Mrs
Clare
;
though
the
three
sons
were
sufficiently
in
unison
on
this
matter
to
wish
that
their
parents
would
conform
a
little
to
modern
notions
.
The
walk
had
made
them
hungry
,
Angel
in
particular
,
who
was
now
an
outdoor
man
,
accustomed
to
the
profuse
DAPES
INEMPTAE
of
the
dairyman
’
s
somewhat
coarsely
-
laden
table
.
But
neither
of
the
old
people
had
arrived
,
and
it
was
not
till
the
sons
were
almost
tired
of
waiting
that
their
parents
entered
.
The
self
-
denying
pair
had
been
occupied
in
coaxing
the
appetites
of
some
of
their
sick
parishioners
,
whom
they
,
somewhat
inconsistently
,
tried
to
keep
imprisoned
in
the
flesh
,
their
own
appetites
being
quite
forgotten
.
The
family
sat
down
to
table
,
and
a
frugal
meal
of
cold
viands
was
deposited
before
them
.
Angel
looked
round
for
Mrs
Crick
’
s
black
-
puddings
,
which
he
had
directed
to
be
nicely
grilled
as
they
did
them
at
the
dairy
,
and
of
which
he
wished
his
father
and
mother
to
appreciate
the
marvellous
herbal
savours
as
highly
as
he
did
himself
.
“
Ah
!
you
are
looking
for
the
black
-
puddings
,
my
dear
boy
,
”
observed
Clare
’
s
mother
.
“
But
I
am
sure
you
will
not
mind
doing
without
them
as
I
am
sure
your
father
and
I
shall
not
,
when
you
know
the
reason
.
I
suggested
to
him
that
we
should
take
Mrs
Crick
’
s
kind
present
to
the
children
of
the
man
who
can
earn
nothing
just
now
because
of
his
attacks
of
delirium
tremens
;
and
he
agreed
that
it
would
be
a
great
pleasure
to
them
;
so
we
did
.
”
“
Of
course
,
”
said
Angel
cheerfully
,
looking
round
for
the
mead
.
“
I
found
the
mead
so
extremely
alcoholic
,
”
continued
his
mother
,
“
that
it
was
quite
unfit
for
use
as
a
beverage
,
but
as
valuable
as
rum
or
brandy
in
an
emergency
;
so
I
have
put
it
in
my
medicine
-
closet
.
”
“
We
never
drink
spirits
at
this
table
,
on
principle
,
”
added
his
father
.
“
But
what
shall
I
tell
the
dairyman
’
s
wife
?
”
said
Angel
.
“
The
truth
,
of
course
,
”
said
his
father
.
