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The Romany Rye by George Henry Borrow
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"Very little indeed, brother. We know very little about ourselves;
and you know nothing, save what we have told you; and we have now
and then told you things about us which are not exactly true,
simply to make a fool of you, brother. You will say that was
wrong; perhaps it was. Well, Sunday will be here in a day or two,
when we will go to church, where possibly we shall hear a sermon on
the disastrous consequences of lying."



CHAPTER VIII



The Church--The Aristocratical Pew--Days of Yore--The Clergyman--
"In What Would a Man be Profited?"


When two days had passed, Sunday came; I breakfasted by myself in
the solitary dingle; and then, having set things a little to
rights, I ascended to Mr. Petulengro's encampment. I could hear
church-bells ringing around in the distance, appearing to say,
"Come to church, come to church," as clearly as it was possible for
church-bells to say. I found Mr. Petulengro seated by the door of
his tent, smoking his pipe, in rather an ungenteel undress. "Well,
Jasper," said I, "are you ready to go to church? for if you are, I
am ready to accompany you." "I am not ready, brother," said Mr.
Petulengro, "nor is my wife; the church, too, to which we shall go
is three miles off; so it is of no use to think of going there this
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