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"Which I says--Lord loveh the leather

hat and short, round jacket had been superseded by a snized the Postilion

"So 'elp me, Bob, if this ain't a piece o' luck!" he exclaimed,

and, with the words, he re his

short, thick hair with the handle of his whip

"I'lad you think so," said I

"You can drownd entleman who--happened to fall and hurt

himself, if you remember--in the storm?"

"'Appened to fall an' 'urt 'isself?" repeated the Postilion,

winking knowingly, "'urt 'isself,' says you 'Walker!' says I,

'Walker!'" hich he laid his forefinger against the side of

his nose and winked again

"What ent 'appenin' to fall in the dark ive 'isself two black eyes, a bloody

nose, a split lip, an' three broken ribs, all at once--it ain't

nat'ral, w'ich if you says contrairy, I re I did not speak, "Lord! it o while it lasted--you put 'ie, an' 'e never

moved till 'e'd been put to bed at 'The Chequers' an' a doctor

sent for Ah! an' a nice time I 'ad of it, i' chaentleman,' an'

everybody a-starin' at me, an' a-shakin' their 'eads, an' all

a-axin' questions, one atop o' the other, till the doctor come

"Ow did this 'appen, me man?' says 'e 'A haccident!' says I

'A haccident?' says the doctor, wi' a look in 'is eye as I didn't

just like 'Ah!' says I, 'fell on 'is 'ead--out o' the chaise,'

says I, 'struck a stone, or summ'at,' says I 'Did 'e fall of

'is own accord?' says the doctor 'Ah, for sure!' says I

'Humph!' says the doctor, 'i' 'is eyes, an' 'is nose, an'

'is lip, looks to me as if some one 'ad 'elped 'im' 'Then you

entleman

--Number One, you know, a-sittin' up in bed an' doin' 'is 'ardest

to frown 'Sir?' says the doctor 'Sir! to you,' says entleman, 'this honest fellow tells the truth I did fall out

o' the accursed chaise--an' be damned to you!' says 'e 'Don't

excite yourself,' says the doctor; 'in your present condition it