Wessex Tales by Thomas Hardy
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better fit for working-days when I reach home.'
'One of hereabouts?' she inquired. 'Not quite that--further up the country.' 'I thought so. And so be I; and by your tongue you come from my neighbourhood.' 'But you would hardly have heard of me,' he said quickly. 'My time would be long before yours, ma'am, you see.' This testimony to the youthfulness of his hostess had the effect of stopping her cross-examination. 'There is only one thing more wanted to make me happy,' continued the new- comer. 'And that is a little baccy, which I am sorry to say I am out of.' 'I'll fill your pipe,' said the shepherd. 'I must ask you to lend me a pipe likewise.' 'A smoker, and no pipe about 'ee?' 'I have dropped it somewhere on the road.' The shepherd filled and handed him a new clay pipe, saying, as he did so, 'Hand me your baccy-box--I'll fill that too, now I am about it.' |
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