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Updated: May 3, 2025
I know, for I used t' sell nov-els once, ah, an' read 'em too! But love's the thing, lad! Everybody loves to read o' love 'specially old codgers, d'ye see gouty old coves as curse their servants, swear at their families and, hid in corners, shed tears over the woes o' the hero an' heroine o' some nov-el an' stub their gouty toe a-kickin' of the villain.
I am as you might say a literary cove, being fond o' books, nov-els, and such like." And in a little while, the bacon being done to his liking, we sat down together, and began to eat. "That was a strange song of yours," said I, after a while. "Did you like it?" he inquired, with a quick tilt of his head. "Both words and tune," I answered. "I made the words myself," said the Tinker.
"I've read a good many nov-els in my time," said he, shaking his head, "and I knows what I'm talking of;" here he bolted the morsel of bacon with much apparent relish. "I've made love to duchesses, run off with heiresses, and fought dooels ah! by the hundred all between the covers of some book or other and enjoyed it uncommonly well especially the dooels.
"Would you put me in your book then?" "Assuredly." "Why then," said the Tinker, "it's true I mends kettles, sharpens scissors and such, but I likewise peddles books an' nov-els, an' what's more I reads 'em so, if you must put me in your book, you might call me a literary cove." "A literary cove?" said I.
"I met a young cove once, much like you only bigger, and this young cove threatened to write a nov-el an' put me into it. That was years ago, an' I've sold and read a good many nov-els since then, but never came across myself in ever a one on 'em." "Good night!" said I and very presently heard him snore. But as for me I lay wakeful, busied with my thoughts and staring up at the radiant heaven.
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