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"Ye see," he cried, as soon as he had recovered his breath

sufficiently, "ye see, I be wunnerful spry an' active--could

dance ye a hornpipe any day, if I was so minded"

"On oing now?"

"To Siss'n'urst!"

"How far is that?"

"'Bout a mile acrost t' fields, you can see the pint o' Joel

Aood inn at Sissinghurst?"

"Ay, theer's 'The Bull,' cohurst"

"Ay, ay," nodded the old ood ale an' a

comfortable inn you want you need seek no further nor

Siss'n'urst; ninety an' one years I've lived there, an' I know"