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Stantiloup has a tongue as loud as the town-crier's bell." "But what has Mrs. Stantiloup to say about me?" "Nothing, except in so far as she can hit me through you." "And what does the Bishop say?" "He thinks that I ought to know something of your life during those five years you were in America." "I think so also," said Mr. Peacocke. "I don't want to know anything for myself.
Hill settled himself in his arm-chair, to take his after-dinner's nap: and he dreamed of blowing up cathedrals, and of oak bark floating upon the waters; and the cathedral was, he thought, blown up by a man dressed in a pair of woman's Limerick gloves, and the oak bark turned into mutton steaks, after which his great dog Jowler was swimming; when, all on a sudden, as he was going to beat Jowler for eating the bark transformed into mutton steaks, Jowler became Bampfylde the Second, king of the gipsies; and putting a horse- whip with a silver handle into Hill's hand, commanded him three times, in a voice as loud as the town-crier's, to have O'Neill whipped through the market-place of Hereford: but just as he was going to the window to see this whipping, his wig fell off, and he awoke.
Only the women, trying to escape the town-crier's prying eyes, or the soldiers' stern gaze, hastily crossed themselves behind their husbands' backs, terrified lest le bon Dieu had, after all, not altogether ceased to exist at the bidding of Citizen Robespierre.
But that town-crier's been down our way, and hearing him making his call between our house and the station, and learning what it was all about, thinks I to myself, 'I'd best go up and see the super and tell him what I know. And," concluded Mrs. Pratt, beaming around her, "here I am!" "Ay and what do you know, ma'am?" asked Polke. "Something, of course." "Or I shouldn't be here," agreed Mrs.
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