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'You little flyaway! you look wild enough now,' he said, and turned to Stephen 'But she's not a wild child at all, Mr Smith As steady as you; and that you are steady I see froence here'

'I think Miss Swancourt very clever,' Stephen observed

'Yes, she is; certainly, she is,' said papa, turning his voice as much as possible to the neutral tone of disinterested criticis; but she mustn't know it for the world--not for the world,it a dead secret Why, SHE WRITES MY SERMONS FOR ME OFTEN, and a very good job she '

'She can do that The little rascal has the very trick of the trade But, le word!'

'Not a word,' said Smith

'Look there,' said Mr Swancourt 'What do you think of -stick at the chancel roof, 'Did you do that, sir?'

'Yes, I worked in shirt-sleeves all the ti on I pulled down the old rafters, fixed the new ones, put on the battens, slated the roof, all withmy assistant We worked like slaves, didn't we, Worm?'

'Ay, sure, we did; harder than so up from somewhere 'Like slaves, 'a b'lieve--hee, hee! And weren't ye foahty I! There, 'tisn't so bad to cuss and keep it in as to cuss and let it out, is it, sir?'

'Well--why?'

'Because you, sir, when ye were a-putting on the roof, only used to cuss in your mind, which is, I suppose, no haroes on in my mind, Worm'

'Oh, doan't I, sir--hee, hee! Maybe I', sir, and can't read much; but I can spell as well as soht when ye asked me to hold the candle to ye in yer workshop, when you werea new chair for the chancel?'

'Yes; what of that?'

'I stood with the candle, and you said you liked co me; and the chair wouldn't do nohow'

'Ah, I remember'

'No; the chair wouldn't do nohow 'A was very well to look at; but, Lord!----'