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in the middle of your work, and put you out with his anxious trouble about you—so say I.'

'Never. But as for this new Mr. Maybold, he's a very singular, well-intentioned party in that respect, but unbearable; for as to sifting your cinders, scrubbing your floors, or emptying your soap-suds, why you can't do it. I assure you I've not been able to empt them for several days, unless I throw 'em up the chimley or out of winder; for as sure as the sun you meet him at the door, coming to ask how you be, and 'tis such a confusing thing to meet a gentleman at the door when ye are in the mess o' washing.'

''Tis only for want of knowing better, poor gentleman,' said the tranter. 'His maning's good enough. Ay, your parson comes by fate: 'tis heads or tails, like pitch-halfpenny, and no choosing; so we must take

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