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A Cynical Chapter

           SirPitthadopenedoneofthewindows,andwasbawlingoutthencetothepostilionandPitt’sservant,whoseemedtobeabouttotakethebaggagedown.

           "Don’tmovenoneofthemtrunks,"hecried,pointingwithapipewhichheheldinhishand."It’sonlyamorningvisit,Tucker,youfool.Lor,whatcracksthatoffhosshasinhisheels!Ain’ttherenooneattheKing’sHeadtorub’emalittle?Howdo,Pitt?Howdo,mydear?Cometoseetheoldman,hay?‘Gadyou’veaprettyface,too.Youain’tlikethatoldhorse-godmother,yourmother.ComeandgiveoldPittakiss,likeagoodlittlegal."

           Theembracedisconcertedthedaughter-in-lawsomewhat,asthecaressesoftheoldgentleman,unshornandperfumedwithtobacco,mightwelldo.ButsherememberedthatherbrotherSouthdownhadmustachios,andsmokedcigars,andsubmittedtotheBaronetwithatolerablegrace.

           "Pitthasgotvat,"saidtheBaronet,afterthismarkofaffection."Doeshereadeeverylongzermons,mydear?HundredthPsalm,EveningHymn,hayPitt?GoandgetaglassofMalmseyandacakeformyLadyJane,Horrocks,yougreatbigbooby,anddon’tstandstearingtherelikeafatpig.Iwon’taskyoutostop,mydear;you’llfindittoostoopid,andsoshouldItooalongaPitt.I’manoldmannow,andlikemyownways,andmypipeandbackgammonofanight."

           "Icanplayatbackgammon,sir,"saidLadyJane,laughing."IusedtoplaywithPapaandMissCrawley,didn’tI,Mr.

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