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           MrStephen,alittlemovedbutveryhandsomelytoldhimnosuchmatterandthathehaddispatchesfromtheemperor’schieftailticklerthankinghimforthehospitality,thatwassendingoverDoctorRinderpest,thebestquotedcowcatcherinallMuscovy,withabolusortwoofphysictotakethebullbythehorns.Come,come,saysMrVincent,plaindealing.He’llfindhimselfonthehornsofadilemmaifhemeddleswithabullthat’sIrish,sayshe.Irishbynameandirishbynature,saysMrStephen,andhesentthealepurlingabout,anIrishbullinanEnglishchinashop.Iconceiveyou,saysMrDixon.ItisthatsamebullthatwassenttoourislandbyfarmerNicholas,thebravestcattlebreederofthemall,withanemeraldringinhisnose.Trueforyou,saysMrVincentcrossthetable,andabullseyeintothebargain,sayshe,andaplumperandaportlierbull,sayshe,nevershitonshamrock.Hehadhornsgalore,acoatofclothofgoldandasweetsmokybreathcomingoutofhisnostrilssothatthewomenofourisland,leavingdoughballsandrollingpins,followedafterhimhanginghisbullinessindaisychains.Whatforthat,saysMrDixon,butbeforehecameoverfarmerNicholasthatwasaeunuchhadhimproperlygeldedbyacollegeofdoctorswhowerenobetteroffthanhimself.Sobeoffnow,sayshe,anddoallmycousingermanthelordHarrytellsyouandtakeafarmer’sblessing,andwiththatheslappedhisposteriorsverysoundly.