My Holidays. Especially One Happy Afternoon

           Whenwearrivedbeforedayattheinnwherethemailstopped,whichwasnottheinnwheremyfriendthewaiterlived,Iwasshownuptoanicelittlebedroom,withDOLPHINpaintedonthedoor.VerycoldIwas,Iknow,notwithstandingthehotteatheyhadgivenmebeforealargefiredownstairs;andverygladIwastoturnintotheDolphin’sbed,pulltheDolphin’sblanketsroundmyhead,andgotosleep.

           Mr.Barkisthecarrierwastocallformeinthemorningatnineo’clock.Igotupateight,alittlegiddyfromtheshortnessofmynight’srest,andwasreadyforhimbeforetheappointedtime.Hereceivedmeexactlyasifnotfiveminuteshadelapsedsincewewerelasttogether,andIhadonlybeenintothehoteltogetchangeforsixpence,orsomethingofthatsort.

           AssoonasIandmyboxwereinthecart,andthecarrierseated,thelazyhorsewalkedawaywithusallathisaccustomedpace.

           ‘Youlookverywell,Mr.Barkis,’Isaid,thinkinghewouldliketoknowit.

           Mr.Barkisrubbedhischeekwithhiscuff,andthenlookedathiscuffasifheexpectedtofindsomeofthebloomuponit;butmadenootheracknowledgementofthecompliment.

           ‘Igaveyourmessage,Mr.Barkis,’Isaid:‘IwrotetoPeggotty.’

           ‘Ah!’saidMr.Barkis.

           Mr.Barkisseemedgruff,andanswereddrily.

           ‘Wasn’titright,Mr.Barkis?’Iasked,afteralittlehesitation.

           ‘Why,no,’saidMr.Barkis.

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