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"Then why not sit down and rest?" "Because I'd 'ave to get up again, wouldn't I?" "Are you hungry? "'Ungry aren't the word for it." "And how is trade?" "Couldn't be worse!" "I perceive you are a pessimist," said I. "No," said he, "I'm a pedler baptism'l name Richard, commonly known as 'Gabbin' Dick." "At least yours is a fine healthy trade," said I. "'Ow so?"
"Along comes a flat-nose," he would say, "with a barefooted colt, an' a gabbin', chuckle-headed blacksmith nails shoes on its feet, an' the flat-nose jumps on an' away he goes, hipety click, an' the colt interferes, an' the flat-nose begins a kickin' an' a cursin', an' then " Here the hunchback's fingers began to twitch.
Troth, I couldn't tell you all the gabbin' they had day and night and showin' me the place he kep' his bag hidden in, and this way and that way. Och bedad themselves 'ud persuade the hair on your head it grew wrong side out, if they'd a mind to it." "They might so," said Ody, "supposin' I was great gomeral enough to be mindin' a word they'd say, or the likes of them."
"Ay, sir, there was some flummery like that, Captain," said Turnbull; "for folk will be gabbin'. But 'twas his grandsire was talked o', not him; and 'twould play the hangment wi' me doun here, if 'twas thought there was stories like that passin' in the George and Dragon. "Well, his grandfather; 'twas all one to him, I take it."
"I will be having no right to interfere, but this will be a thing that will do harm to the church and the Lord's work, and if it is talked about, " Duncan's reticence was overcoming him again after this unusual outburst. Coonie nodded in perfect comprehension. He planted his foot upon the dashboard once more. "You don't want folks to be gabbin' about yours truly up on the hill yonder?"
They starts in on it las' night an' some of 'em was lit up like a corner saloon, I tell you. Didn't I see 'em an' didn't I hear 'em? Great snakes! they kep' me awake with their shouts an' singin' las' night fer hours an' I'm campin' a good loud holler away from their hangout at that. I crep' down clost to find out what they was celebratin' an' I hears 'em gabbin', see. The gang aint all there yet.
Ellins turns him over to me, with orders to watch him close while he's investigatin' the tale. Then, when I'm gabbin' free and careless about it to Vee, her Auntie sits there with her ear stretched. She wants to know what hotel I've left the Captain at. And the next mornin' he's gone. Also on other counts the arrow points to Auntie.
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