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Subsequently, however, I learn it to be a return ticket, the old toll-keeper very naturally thinking I would return, by and by, to Nagasaki.
It was never more than a turnpike; and now the gate is down, the toll-keeper dead, and his widow lives alone in the round-house. She opened the door to me a pleasant-faced old woman of seventy, in a muslin cap, red turnover, and grey gown hitched very high.
He had roused himself once, when the horse stopped until the turnpike gate was opened, and had cried a lusty 'good night! to the toll-keeper; but then he awoke out of a dream about picking a lock in the stomach of the Great Mogul, and even when he did wake, mixed up the turnpike man with his mother-in-law who had been dead twenty years.
"There ain't no joke to this!" roared the skipper. But the man kept on. Another patron emerged from the bridge, digging from his trousers pocket. "You spoke it, didn't ye?" demanded the skipper. "Chain lightnin' on wheels. Who is he?" The man grinned amiably and appreciatively. "Quite a hand to hector, ain't ye, toll-keeper? He was goin' so fast I didn't know him, neither."
Jope is engaged, I see, in an altercation with the toll-keeper. He seems a good-natured fellow. Of course, if by ill-luck they trace me out, to question me, I shall be obliged to tell what I know. It amounts to very little: still I have no wish to tell it. One word more: get a wash as soon as you can, and by some means acquire a clean suit of clothes.
After lodging for the night in the ferry-house, Fleur asked his host if he could commend him to any good friend in Babylon for lodging and furtherance in his trade. 'Yes, truly that I can, replied the boatman. 'At the entrance to Babylon you will find a river, and on the river a bridge, and on the bridge a toll-keeper, to whom, if you give this ring from me, you will be welcome.
But at the first toll-house, while the toll-keeper was changing some money, I experienced the envy of the gods which hitherto I had known only in Schiller's ballad. A pedestrian passed the teacher whom I had offended by playing all sorts of pranks during his French lesson. Not one of the others disliked me.
But at the first toll-house, while the toll-keeper was changing some money, I experienced the envy of the gods which hitherto I had known only in Schiller's ballad. A pedestrian passed the teacher whom I had offended by playing all sorts of pranks during his French lesson. Not one of the others disliked me.
At one point I was questioned by a keen-eyed toll-keeper as to whence I came, but my reply that I was riding direct from his Grace of Beaufort put an end to his suspicions. Further down, near Axbridge, I overtook a grazier who was jogging into Wells upon his sleek cob.
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