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row here. A feller wi' a headache enough to split likes a quict night."

Slam went the window.

'Hullo, that's an ugly blow for we artists!' said the tranter, in a keenly appreciative voice, and turning to his companions.

'Finish the carrel, all who be friends of harmony!' said old William commandingly; and they continued to the end.

Forty breaths, and number nineteen!' said William firmly. 'Give it him well; the choir can't be insulted in this manner!"

A light now flashed into existence, the window opened, and the farmer stood revealed as one in a terrific passion.

'Drown en-drown en! the tranter cried, fiddling frantically. Play fortissimy, and drown his spaking!'

'Fortissimy!' said Michael Mail, and the music and singing waxed so loud that it was impossible to know what Mr. Shinar

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