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Comprising a brief Description of the Company at the Peacock assembled; and a Tale told by a Bagman

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           ‘"Ah!"saidTom.

           ‘"Isthereanythingmoreyouwant,Sir?"inquiredthewidow,ratherpuzzledbyTom’smanner.‘"Why,yes,"saidTom."Mydearma’am,willyouhavethekindnesstositdownforonemoment?"

           ‘Thewidowlookedmuchamazed,butshesatdown,andTomsatdowntoo,closebesideher.Idon’tknowhowithappened,gentlemenindeedmyuncleusedtotellmethatTomSmartsaidhedidn’tknowhowithappenedeitherbutsomehoworotherthepalmofTom’shandfelluponthebackofthewidow’shand,andremainedtherewhilehespoke.

           ‘"Mydearma’am,"saidTomSmarthehadalwaysagreatnotionofcommittingtheamiable—"mydearma’am,youdeserveaveryexcellenthusbandyoudoindeed."

           ‘"Lor,Sir!"saidthewidowaswellshemight;Tom’smodeofcommencingtheconversationbeingratherunusual,nottosaystartling;thefactofhisneverhavingseteyesuponherbeforethepreviousnightbeingtakenintoconsideration."Lor,Sir!"

           ‘"Iscorntoflatter,mydearma’am,"saidTomSmart."Youdeserveaveryadmirablehusband,andwhoeverheis,he’llbeaveryluckyman."AsTomsaidthis,hiseyeinvoluntarilywanderedfromthewidow’sfacetothecomfortaroundhim.

           ‘Thewidowlookedmorepuzzledthanever,andmadeanefforttorise.Tomgentlypressedherhand,asiftodetainher,andshekeptherseat.

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