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a€˜Here!a€™ he said, stretching out his hand and taking it back; a€˜never mind the bill, or what it says, or what it dona€™t say. You dona€™t know anything about it, master,a€"no more do I,a€"no more does he,a€™ glancing at Dennis. a€˜None of us know what it means, or where it comes from: therea€™s an end of that. Now I want to make one against the Catholics, Ia€™m a No-Popery man, and ready to be sworn in. Thata€™s what Ia€™ve come here for.a€™
a€˜Put him down on the roll, Muster Gashford,a€™ said Dennis approvingly. a€˜Thata€™s the way to go to worka€"right to the end at once, and no palaver.a€™
a€˜Whata€™s the use of shooting wide of the mark, eh, old boy!a€™ cried Hugh.
a€˜My sentiments all over!a€™ rejoined the hangman. a€˜This is the sort of chap for my division, Muster Gashford. Down with him, sir. Put him on the roll. Ia€™d stand godfather to him, if he was to be christened in a bonfire, made of the ruins of the Bank of England.a€™
With these and other expressions of confidence of the like flattering kind, Mr Dennis gave him a hearty slap on the back, which Hugh was not slow to return.
a€˜No Popery, brother!a€™ cried the hangman.
a€˜No Property, brother!a€™ responded Hugh.
a€˜Popery, Popery,a€™ said the secretary with his usual mildness.
a€˜Ita€™s all the same!a€™ cried Dennis. a€˜Ita€™s all right. Down with him, Muster Gashford. Down with everybody, down with everything! Hurrah for the Protestant religion! Thata€™s the time of day, Muster Gashford!a€™
The secretary regarded them both with a very favourable expression of countenance, while they gave loose to these and other demonstrations of their patriotic purpose; and was about to make some remark aloud, when Dennis, stepping up to him, and shading his mouth with his hand, said, in a hoarse whisper, as he nudged him with his elbow, a€˜Dona€™t split upon a constitutional officera€™s profession, Muster Gashford. There are popular prejudices, you know, and he mightna€™t like it. Wait till he comes to be more intimate with me. Hea€™s a fine-built chap, ana€™t he?a€™
a€˜A powerful fellow indeed!a€™
a€˜Did you ever, Muster Gashford,a€™ whispered Dennis, with a horrible kind of admiration, such as that with which a cannibal might regard his intimate friend, when hungry,a€"a€™did you
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