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    Chapter 11 - Page 2

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    Hugh looked more like a poaching rascal to-night than ever he had seen him yet.

    a€˜Hea€™s waiting here, I suppose,a€™ said Solomon, a€˜to take Mr Haredalea€™s horse.a€™

    a€˜Thata€™s it, sir,a€™ replied John Willet. a€˜Hea€™s not often in the house, you know. Hea€™s more at his ease among horses than men. I look upon him as a animal himself.a€™

    Following up this opinion with a shrug that seemed meant to say, a€˜we cana€™t expect everybody to be like us,a€™ John put his pipe into his mouth again, and smoked like one who felt his superiority over the general run of mankind.

    a€˜That chap, sir,a€™ said John, taking it out again after a time, and pointing at him with the stem, a€˜though hea€™s got all his faculties about hima€"bottled up and corked down, if I may say so, somewheres or anothera€"a€™

    a€˜Very good!a€™ said Parkes, nodding his head. a€˜A very good expression, Johnny. Youa€™ll be a tackling somebody presently. Youa€™re in twig to-night, I see.a€™

    a€˜Take care,a€™ said Mr Willet, not at all grateful for the compliment, a€˜that I dona€™t tackle you, sir, which I shall certainly endeavour to do, if you interrupt me when Ia€™m making observations.a€" That chap, I was a saying, though he has all his faculties about him, somewheres or another, bottled up and corked down, has no more imagination than Barnaby has. And why hasna€™t he?a€™

    The three friends shook their heads at each other; saying by that action, without the trouble of opening their lips, a€˜Do you observe what a philosophical mind our friend has?a€™

    a€˜Why hasna€™t he?a€™ said John, gently striking the table with his open hand. a€˜Because they was never drawed out of him when he was a boy. Thata€™s why. What would any of us have been, if our fathers hadna€™t drawed our faculties out of us? What would my boy Joe have been, if I hadna€™t drawed his faculties out of him?a€"Do you mind what Ia€™m a saying of, gentlemen?a€™


    a€˜Ah! we mind you,a€™ cried Parkes. a€˜Go on improving of us, Johnny.a€™

    a€˜Consequently, then,a€™ said Mr Willet, a€˜that chap, whose mother was hung when he was a little boy, along with six others, for passing bad notesa€"and ita€™s a blessed thing to think how many people are hung in batches every six weeks for that, and such like offences, as showing how
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