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Private and Confidential

           

           Aswepassed,Iremarkedabeautifulchurch-spirerisingabovesomeoldelmsinthepark;andbeforethem,inthemidstofalawn,andsomeouthouses,anoldredhousewithtallchimneyscoveredwithivy,andthewindowsshininginthesun."Isthatyourchurch,sir?"Isaid.

           "Yes,hangit,"(saidSirPitt,onlyheused,dear,AMUCHWICKEDERWORD);"how’sButy,Hodson?Buty’smybrotherBute,mydearmybrothertheparson.ButyandtheBeastIcallhim,ha,ha!"

           Hodsonlaughedtoo,andthenlookingmoregraveandnoddinghishead,said,"I’mafraidhe’sbetter,SirPitt.Hewasoutonhisponyyesterday,lookingatourcorn."

           "Lookingafterhistithes,hang’un(onlyheusedthesamewickedword).Willbrandyandwaterneverkillhim?He’sastoughasoldwhatdyecallumoldMethusalem."

           Mr.Hodsonlaughedagain."Theyoungmenishomefromcollege.They’vewhoppedJohnScrogginstillhe’swellnighdead."

           "Whopmysecondkeeper!"roaredoutSirPitt.

           "Hewasontheparson’sground,sir,"repliedMr.Hodson;andSirPittinafurysworethatifheevercaught’empoachingonhisground,he’dtransport’em,bythelordhewould.However,hesaid,"I’vesoldthepresentationoftheliving,Hodson;noneofthatbreedshallgetit,Iwar’nt";andMr.Hodsonsaidhewasquiteright:andIhavenodoubtfromthisthatthetwobrothersareatvarianceasbrothersoftenare,andsisterstoo.

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