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"What is your na back in his chair

"Bartholomew Paris, sir I keep the school down by the swamp, where I

impart to fifteen or twenty of the youth of these parts the rudiraphy, fortifications,

navigation, philosophy"-Haward yawned, and the schoolmaster broke the thread of his discourse "I

weary you, sir," he said "I will, with your per your Honor that you will not

entlemen hereabouts the small matter of this bottle of

wine? I would wish not to be prejudiced in the eyes of my patrons and

scholars"

"I will think of it," Haward replied "Come and take your snuffbox--if it

be yours--from the book where you have left it"

"It is odly minister of this

parish"

As he spoke he put out his hand to take the snuffbox Haward leaned

forward, seized the hand, and, bending back the fingers, exposed the palht of the candles upon the table

"The other, if you please," he coer--a wicked soul looked blackly out of the face to

which he had raised his eyes Then theshut, and the as blank

again Without any change in his listless demeanor, the schoolht

"Huht? The marks