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Chapter 19

           

           ‘Halloa!whatareyouupto,mydear?’saidMrCodlin,raisinghishead,andyawning.Thenobservingthathiscompanionwasfastasleep,headdedinanearnestwhisper,‘Codlin’sthefriend,remembernotShort.’

           ‘Makingsomenosegays,’thechildreplied;‘Iamgoingtotryandsellsome,thesethreedaysoftheraces.WillyouhaveoneasapresentImean?’

           MrCodlinwouldhaverisentoreceiveit,butthechildhurriedtowardshimandplaceditinhishand.Hestuckitinhisbuttonholewithanairofineffablecomplacencyforamisanthrope,andleeringexultinglyattheunconsciousShort,muttered,ashelaidhimselfdownagain,‘TomCodlin’sthefriend,byG!’

           Asthemorningworeon,thetentsassumedagayerandmorebrilliantappearance,andlonglinesofcarriagescamerollingsoftlyontheturf.Menwhohadloungedaboutallnightinsmock-frocksandleatherleggings,cameoutinsilkenvestsandhatsandplumes,asjugglersormountebanks;oringorgeousliveriesassoft-spokenservantsatgamblingbooths;orinsturdyyeomandressasdecoysatunlawfulgames.Black-eyedgipsygirls,hoodedinshowyhandkerchiefs,salliedforthtotellfortunes,andpaleslenderwomenwithconsumptivefaceslingereduponthefootstepsofventriloquistsandconjurors,andcountedthesixpenceswithanxiouseyeslongbeforetheyweregained.

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