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"N-not very," said Richling; "my hand is large and legible, but not well adapted for book-keeping; it's too heavy." "You 'ave the 'ight physio'nomie, I am shu'. You will pe'haps believe me with difficulty, Mistoo Itchlin, but I assu' you I can tell if a man 'as a fine chi'og'aphy aw no, by juz lookin' upon his liniment. Do you know that Benjamin Fwanklin 'ote a v'ey fine chi'og'aphy, in fact?
"Yes!" exclaimed Narcisse, delighted at the unusual coincidence, "at the same time 'tis the tooth! In fact, why should I tell a lie about such a thing like that? 'Twould be useless. Pe'haps you may 'ave notiz, Mistoo Itchlin, thad the noozpapehs opine us fiahmen to be the gau'dians of the city." "Yes," responded Richling. "I think Dr. Sevier calls you the Mamelukes, doesn't he?
Seveeah continue my sala'y whilce I'm gone. no matteh the len'th. Me, I don' care, so long the sala'y continue, if that waugh las' ten yeah! You ah pe'haps goin' ad the ball to-nighd, Mistoo Itchlin? I dunno 'ow 'tis I suppose you'll be aztonizh' w'en I infawm you that ball wemine me of that battle of Wattaloo! Did you evva yeh those line' of Lawd By'on,
When they we' all vain and cleva, and you you thought only of God and 'iligion and didn't mind fo' you'self.... Up to then I'd been living oh! the emptiest life..." The tears ran. "Pe'haps I shall live it again...." She dashed her grief away with a hand beringed with stones as big as beetles. "I said to myself, this man knows something I don't know. He's got the seeds of ete'nal life su'ely.
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