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"So should I," nodded Mottle-face--"ah, that I should"

"You--you told entle to my valise"

"An' so ve have," nodded Mottle-face, triu to that theer blessed walise ever since you

come aboard"

"Well, and what's to be done about it?" snapped the fussy gentleman

"Vell," said Mottle-face, with another ponderous wink at Barnabas,

"if it troubles yourope, and a werry large stone, and tie 'eht, an' drop that theer blessed walise into the river, and

get rid of it that way"

Hereupon the fussy gentle hied his hat over his eyes, and

was heard noup the near leader with deft and delicate

play of wrist, or flicking the off wheeler, ever and anon gave vent

to sounds which, though somewhat muffled, on account of coat-collar

and shaere uncommonly like a chuckle Yet if this were so or no,

Barnabas did not trouble to ascertain, for he was already in that

drea, drowsily conscious of being

borne on through the surant ricks and barns, past wayside pools on whose still

waters stars seees,