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II. Night—The Flock—An Interior—Another Interior

           Hereturnedtothehut,bringinginhisarmsanew-bornlamb,consistingoffourlegslargeenoughforafull-grownsheep,unitedbyaseeminglyinconsiderablemembraneabouthalfthesubstanceofthelegscollectively,whichconstitutedtheanimal’sentirebodyjustatpresent.

           Thelittlespeckoflifeheplacedonawispofhaybeforethesmallstove,whereacanofmilkwassimmering.Oakextinguishedthelanternbyblowingintoitandthenpinchingthesnuff,thecotbeinglightedbyacandlesuspendedbyatwistedwire.Aratherhardcouch,formedofafewcornsacksthrowncarelesslydown,coveredhalfthefloorofthislittlehabitation,andheretheyoungmanstretchedhimselfalong,loosenedhiswoollencravat,andclosedhiseyes.Inaboutthetimeapersonunaccustomedtobodilylabourwouldhavedecideduponwhichsidetolie,FarmerOakwasasleep.

           Theinsideofthehut,asitnowpresenteditself,wascosyandalluring,andthescarlethandfuloffireinadditiontothecandle,reflectingitsowngenialcolouruponwhateveritcouldreach,flungassociationsofenjoymentevenoverutensilsandtools.Inthecornerstoodthesheep-crook,andalongashelfatonesidewererangedbottlesandcanistersofthesimplepreparationspertainingtoovinesurgeryandphysic;spiritsofwine,turpentine,tar,magnesia,ginger,andcastor-oilbeingthechief.Onatriangularshelfacrossthecornerstoodbread,bacon,cheese,andacupforaleorcider,whichwassuppliedfromaflagonbeneath.

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