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"Damned if I do," answered Nicky-Nan curtly. "But I'd like to know who wrote it." "It don't stand with Government reggilations, as I read 'em," said Lippity-Libby, "for a postman to be tellin' who wrote every 'nonymous letter he carries. . . . Well, I be wastin' time; but if you'll take my advice, Mr Nanjivell, and it isn' too late, you'll marry a woman.
Either you'll practise yourself not to keep the King's postman waitin', or you'll make it up afterwards in the shape of a Christmas-box. . . . I ought in fairness to tell you," Lippity-Libby added, "that there is a third way though I hate the sight of it and that's a letter-box with a slit in the door. Parson Steele has one.
At the first perusal his mind was engaged with the mechanical task of deciphering the script and with speculating on its authorship. . . . He came to the end with no full grasp of the purport. His wits were dulled, too, being preoccupied in spite of Lippity-Libby with suspicions of Mr Pamphlett. He held this tenement which Pamphlett openly coveted: but what besides had he that any one could envy?
"Is that letter for me? Or are you playin' me some trick?" "A man of your descent," said Lippity-Libby, "can't help havin' relatives in great quantities dispersed about the world. I've figured it out, and the sum works like that old 'un we used to do on our slates about a horse-shoe.
"'Ho-Haitch-Hem-Hess' that means 'On His Majesty Service'; post-mark, Troy. . . . Hullo! anything wrong wi' the house?" "Eh?" "Plasterin' job?" Nicky-Nan understood. "What's that to you?" he asked curtly. "I don' know how it should happen," mused Lippity-Libby after a pause of dejection; "but the gettin' of letters seems to turn folks suspicious-like all of a sudden.
He opened the door with great caution, peered out into the passage, and found to his great relief that Mrs Penhaligon, that discreet woman, had withdrawn to her own premises. He would have reconnoitred farther, but in the porch at the end of the passage Lippity-Libby stood in plain view, with the street full of sunshine behind him.
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