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"Then tell it!" said I, stopping again, struck by the fellow's

manner, "and tell it quickly"

"I'm a-comin' to it as fast as I can, ain't I? Very well then!

You're a fine, up-standin' young cove, and may 'ave white 'ands

(which I don't see myself, but noways (which, though not noticin', I won't go

for to deny)--but a Eve's a Eve, and alill be--you'll ain' 'em last time I see ye?--very well then!"

"Well?" said I impatiently

"Well," nodded the Pedler, and his eyes twinkled ain You're a nice, civil-spoke

young cove, and quiet (though I don't like the cock o' your eye),

and, h you did turn ht--"

"It was neither a cold nor a dark night!" said I

"Well, it htn't it?--very well then! Still, I

don't," said the Pedler, spitting dejectedly into the ditch, "I

don't bear you no 'ard feelin's for it, no'ow--ive them as woefully oppresses ht ha' been cold, and dark, wi'

ice and snow, and I ht ha' froze to death--but on't say no

more about it"