Lavengro; the Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest by George Henry Borrow
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Such were the two beings who now came rushing upon me; the man was rather
in advance, brandishing a ladle in his hand. 'So I have caught you at last,' said he; 'I'll teach ye, you young highwayman, to come skulking about my properties!' Young as I was, I remarked that his manner of speaking was different from that of any people with whom I had been in the habit of associating. It was quite as strange as his appearance, and yet it nothing resembled the foreign English which I had been in the habit of hearing through the palisades of the prison; he could scarcely be a foreigner. 'Your properties!' said I; 'I am in the King's Lane. Why did you put them there, if you did not wish them to be seen?' 'On the spy,' said the woman, 'hey? I'll drown him in the sludge in the toad-pond over the hedge.' 'So we will,' said the man, 'drown him anon in the mud!' 'Drown me, will you?' said I; 'I should like to see you! What's all this about? Was it because I saw you with your hands full of straw plait, and my mother there--' 'Yes,' said the woman; 'what was I about?' _Myself_. How should I know? Making bad money, perhaps! And it will be as well here to observe, that at this time there was much bad money in circulation in the neighbourhood, generally supposed to be |
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