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Old Clump was tall and thin as a spectre, so the epaulettes fell over his shoulders, the waist flapped loosely eight inches above his trousers, and the short swallow-tails did not sufficiently cover the spot which the venerable darky usually placed on the chair to hide a patch, the bigness of a frying-pan and of a different material from the breeches themselves, that Juno's affectionate care had strengthened her liege lord's garments with which garments, far more pastoral than military, and forced by suspenders as near the coat as Clump's anatomy otherwise would allow, failed by three inches of woollen stocking to meet his shoes.
He thought it hard if he could not find there a market for the health and heart of sixteen. He strolled slowly and alone along the streets, till his attention was caught by a small corner shop, in the window of which was placed a board, bearing this inscription: "OFFICE FOR EMPLOYMENT. RECIPROCAL ADVANTAGE. "Mr. John Clump's bureau open every day, from ten till four.
The old man sprang about on the rock like a wounded baboon. He was indignant at the failure. Again we were in order. Again I saw the musket brought up. Bang! We were off, and were opposite Youngster's Wharf before the smoke had cleared from above Clump's head. The boats were side by side then.
Clump pulled over in his punt to the village, across the bay. When Juno heard Clump's report, her distress was very great. As she groaned, and wiped her wet, shrivelled eyes with a duster, she said "Lor' o' Marsy! Clump, ef harm's cum ter dem chiles ob Massa Tregellin den den you berry me berry dis ole 'ooman deep." "Now, toff your mout, June toff your mout!
All of Clump's spirit was aroused, and he stammered as he replied "No, mon; n-o-o-o! We dussen keeps no ho-o-o hotel 'ere, we dussen. You'se find tabben ober end de town. Dis am Massa Tre-gel Tre-gel Massa Tregellin's privet mansion." "Ho! ho!" answered the man, slapping his hat down on his head and spitting again. "Massa Tregellin's house, is it?
He thought it hard if he could not find there a market for the health and heart of sixteen. He strolled slowly and alone along the streets, till his attention was caught by a small corner shop, in the window of which was placed a board, bearing this inscription: "OFFICE FOR EMPLOYMENT. RECIPROCAL ADVANTAGE. "Mr. John Clump's bureau open every day, from ten till four.
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