Harry Heathcote of Gangoil by Anthony Trollope
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is, is coming right across from your place. If there were light
enough, I could show you three or four patches where there has been fire within half a mile of this spot. There was a log burning there for two or three days, not long ago, which was lighted by one of our men." "That was a fortnight since. There was no heat then, and the men were boiling their kettle. I spoke about it." "A log like that, Mr. Medlicot, will burn for weeks sometimes. I'll tell you fairly what I'm afraid of. There's a man with you whom I turned out of the shed last shearing, and I think he might put a match down--not by accident." "You mean Nokes. As far as I know, he's a decent man. You wouldn't have me not employ a man just because you had dismissed him?" "Certainly not; that is, I shouldn't think of dictating to you about such a thing." "Well, no, Mr. Heathcote, I suppose not. Nokes has got to earn his bread, though you did dismiss him. I don't know that he's not as honest a man as you or I." "If so, there's three of us very bad; that's all, Mr. Medlicot. Good- night; and if you'll trouble yourself to look after the ash of your tobacco it might be the saving of me and all I have." So saying, he turned round, and made his way back to the horses. Medlicot had placed himself on the fence during the interview, and he |
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