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"Oh no He ell boiled I warrant him well boiled God forbid

that a LIVE snail should be seed on any plate of victuals that's served

by Robert CreedleBut Lord, there; I don't mind 'ee, and they've lived on

cabbage, so they e But she, the close-h 'twould have ood small conversation as to the nater of such creatures; especially

as wit ran short a us sometimes"

"Oh yes--'tis all over!" loo his forehead more than

ever "Do you know, Robert," he said, "that she's been accusto superfine these many years? How, then, could

she stand our ways?"

"Well, all I can say is, then, that she ought to hob-and-nob elsewhere

They shouldn't have schooled her so ive randys, or if they do give 'em, only to their own

race"

"Perhaps that's true," said Winterborne, rising and yawning a sigh