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'E's quite a 'andy young feller, an' tender-'earted: 'e won't leave yer like this, no fear. . . . But, o' course, it'll be a shock to 'im, 'appenin' in upon us an' findin' well, so much more'n 'e expected. I'm thinkin' 'ow to break it to 'im gently, 'ere in the dark." Tilda considered for a while. "It might 'elp if I knew yer name.
"Never you mind, only I am an' no man can say honester or fairer, an' I'm a-goin' t' do my best for ye because, bein' the son o' my blessed mother, I'm that tender-'earted that, though I'm th' son o' my feyther I've knowed myself to drop a tear in the very act o' business.
You observe the answer, cabby, in case you and I may differ about it 'ereafter." "Yes," said the amused butler, "a gift from Jessie." "Ah! jus' so. An' she's tender-'earted an' on'y fifteen. Wots 'er tother name? Summers, eh? Vell, it's prettier than Vinters. Tell 'er I'll not forget 'er. Now, cabman 'ome!"
And then, calling 'imself a fool for being so tender-'earted, he left Sam the lantern, and locked the stable-door and went off. It seemed like a 'orrid dream to Sam, and the only thing that comforted 'im was the fact that he felt much better.
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