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Updated: May 25, 2025
"Oh, ah! she's well enough, sir; I won't go for to deny as she's a fine, up-standing, well-shaped, tall, an' proper figure of a woman as ever was, sir, though the Kentish lasses be a tidy lot, Mr. Beloo sir. Belloo, sir." "And when are you going to get married, Adam?"
Bellew started and now he found that he had been sitting, all this while, with an empty pipe between his teeth, yet content therewith; wherefore he shook his head, and wondered. "Be that you, Mr. Beloo, sir?" "Yes Adam, it is I." "Ah! an' how might you be feelin' now arter your exercise wi' the pitch-fork, sir?" "Very fit, I thank you, Adam. Sit down, and smoke, and let us converse together."
"Why thankee sir," answered Adam, producing the small, black clay pipe from his waistcoat pocket, and accepting Bellew's proffered pouch. "I've been up to the 'ouse a visitin' Prudence, the cook, an' a rare cook she be, too, Mr. Beloo sir!" "And a rare buxom girl into the bargain, Adam!"
They vamosed, and the old coon, inviting me to take a cigar, helps himself, and reared his head back, while I sorter lays on the floor, and we smoked and talked. "'But have we not been sitting long enough? Take a fresh cigar, and we will walk. That was Purgatory where your quondam friend, Jake Beloo, is.
"'This hoss doesn't savey what the human for perambulate is, but I'll walk plum to the hottest fire in your settlement, if that's all you mean. "The place was hot, and smelt of brimstone; but the darned screeching took me. I walks up to the other end of the lodge, and steal my mule, if there wasn't Jake Beloo, as trapped with me to Brown's Hole!
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