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It was a trial tohimself in his Sunday clothes to accoht his court-suit necessary to the

occasion, it was not for -dress; the rather, because I knew he made himself so dreadfully

uncomfortable, entirely on my account, and that it was for h behind, that it made the hair on the

crown of his head stand up like a tuft of feathers

At breakfast-ti to toith

us, and being left at Uncle Pumblechook's and called for "e had

done with our fine ladies"--a way of putting the case, froe was shut up for the day,

and Joe inscribed in chalk upon the door (as it was his custom to do on

the very rare occasions when he was not at work) the monosyllable

HOUT, acco in the

direction he had taken

We walked to town, e beaver

bonnet, and carrying a basket like the Great Seal of England in plaited