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eat it He'd eat a' But don't you mind him It don't

matter whether he's pleased or whether he ain't If he's too hard on

you, hit hiain, and don't be afraid"

In fact the h I

tried toslices of bread and butter and

bits of cold pudding in the shed down the garden that he used to like to

, he used to eat the, when there was rather a bigger fire than usual down in the

old tool-shed, I walked to the door, and found Shock on his knees

apparentlyand

beating about on the end of the hearthstone

I looked round for the twig, for I felt sure that he was going to use

the clay for pellets to sling at me, but there was no stick visible

As I calanced over his shoulder; and then,

seeing who it was, he shuffled round a little , Shock?" I asked

He made no reply, but rapidly pinched off pieces of the clay and roughly

for, which

he set up against the wall, and then with a hoarse laugh knocked into a

shapeless mass with one punch of his clay-coated fist