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How Mr. Winkle, when he stepped out of the Frying-pan, walked gently and comfortably into the Fire

           BenjaminAllenhadperhapsagreaterpredispositiontomaudlinismthanhehadeverknownbefore;thecauseofwhichmaladywasbrieflythis.HehadbeenstayingnearlythreeweekswithMr.BobSawyer;Mr.BobSawyerwasnotremarkablefortemperance,norwasMr.BenjaminAllenfortheownershipofaverystronghead;theconsequencewasthat,duringthewholespaceoftimejustmentioned,Mr.BenjaminAllenhadbeenwaveringbetweenintoxicationpartial,andintoxicationcomplete.

           ‘Mydearfriend,’saidMr.BenAllen,takingadvantageofMr.BobSawyer’stemporaryabsencebehindthecounter,whitherhehadretiredtodispensesomeofthesecond-handleeches,previouslyreferredto;‘mydearfriend,Iamverymiserable.’

           Mr.Winkleprofessedhisheartfeltregrettohearit,andbeggedtoknowwhetherhecoulddoanythingtoalleviatethesorrowsofthesufferingstudent.

           ‘Nothing,mydearboy,nothing,’saidBen.‘YourecollectArabella,Winkle?MysisterArabellaalittlegirl,Winkle,withblackeyeswhenweweredownatWardle’s?Idon’tknowwhetheryouhappenedtonoticeheranicelittlegirl,Winkle.Perhapsmyfeaturesmayrecallhercountenancetoyourrecollection?’

           Mr.WinklerequirednothingtorecallthecharmingArabellatohismind;anditwasratherfortunatehedidnot,forthefeaturesofherbrotherBenjaminwouldunquestionablyhaveprovedbutanindifferentrefreshertohismemory.

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