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"I wish, friends, I could ha' cooked ye a little something hot; but there'd be no time for the washing-up, an' I've ordained to leave the place tidy." One of the old women answered "There's nought to be pardoned, I'm sure. Never do I mind such a gay set-off for the journey. For the gin-an'-water is a little addition beyond experience.
The vittles, no doubt, you begged up at the Vicarage, sayin' you'd been a peck o' trouble to the family, but this was going to be the last time." "I did, I did," assented Mr. Trueman. "But the gin-an'-water how on airth you contrived it is a riddle!" The old man rubbed his hands together and looked around with genuine pride.
"Come ye in come ye in, good friends," he called, as they approached. "There's cold bekkon, an' cold sheep's liver, an' Dutch cheese, besides bread, an' a thimble-full o' gin-an'-water for every soul among ye, to make it a day of note in the parish." He looked back over his shoulder into the kitchen. A dozen men and women, all elderly, were already gathered there.
Trueman chose to speak definitely, it was another matter. Old Jan bore no malice, however, but answered, "That beats me, I own. Yet we shall drive, though it be upon two wheels an' behind a single horse. For Farmer Lear's driving into Tregarrick in an hour's time, an' he've a-promised us a lift." "But about that gin-an'-water? For real gin-an'-water it is, to sight an' taste."
An' he kep' at it all along till sunset, an' when we come down into th' cabin to get supper he still was starin'; and after supper when we mought 'a' been jest like two brothers a-gettin' drunk together on gin-an'-water he stared wust of all." "Nobody could 'a' stood it no longer and up I gets an' goes fur him, keepin' my promise fair an' square.
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