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"William," said Mr Pumblechook to the waiter, "put a muffin on table

And has it coly sat down to my breakfast Mr Pumblechook stood over me and

poured out my tea--before I could touch the teapot--with the air of a

benefactor as resolved to be true to the last

"William," said Mr Pumblechook,ar? And did you take

a watercress"

"Thank you," said I, shortly, "but I don't eat watercresses"

"You don't eat 'e

his head several tiht have expected that, and as if

abstinence from watercresses were consistent with my downfall "True

The si any, William"

I went on with my breakfast, and Mr Pu fishily and breathing noisily, as he always did

"Little more than skin and bone!" mused Mr Pumblechook, aloud "And yet

when he went fro), and I spread afore

him my humble store, like the Bee, he was as plump as a Peach!"