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Comprising a brief Description of the Company at the Peacock assembled; and a Tale told by a Bagman

           

           ‘"Frightful,mydearma’am;butcomposeyourself,"saidTomSmart.

           ‘"Oh,Ican’tcomposemyself,"shriekedthewidow."IshallneverfindanyoneelseIcanlovesomuch!"

           ‘"Oh,yesyouwill,mydearsoul,"saidTomSmart,lettingfallashowerofthelargest-sizedtears,inpityforthewidow’smisfortunes.TomSmart,intheenergyofhiscompassion,hadputhisarmroundthewidow’swaist;andthewidow,inapassionofgrief,hadclaspedTom’shand.ShelookedupinTom’sface,andsmiledthroughhertears.Tomlookeddowninhers,andsmiledthroughhis.

           ‘Inevercouldfindout,gentlemen,whetherTomdidordidnotkissthewidowatthatparticularmoment.Heusedtotellmyunclehedidn’t,butIhavemydoubtsaboutit.Betweenourselves,gentlemen,Iratherthinkhedid.

           ‘Atallevents,Tomkickedtheverytallmanoutatthefrontdoorhalfanhourlater,andmarriedthewidowamonthafter.Andheusedtodriveaboutthecountry,withtheclay-colouredgigwiththeredwheels,andthevixenishmarewiththefastpace,tillhegaveupbusinessmanyyearsafterwards,andwenttoFrancewithhiswife;andthentheoldhousewaspulleddown

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