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I Fall into Captivity

           “ThankEv’in!”weretheexpression,“IhavenowfoundsummunIcancarefor!”—Youdon’teatenough,sir,noryetdrink.’

           ‘Isthatwhatyoufoundyoursuppositionon,Mrs.Crupp?’saidI.

           ‘Sir,’saidMrs.Crupp,inatoneapproachingtoseverity,‘I’velaundressedotheryounggentlemenbesidesyourself.Ayounggentlemanmaybeover-carefulofhimself,orhemaybeunder-carefulofhimself.Hemaybrushhishairtooregular,ortooun-regular.Hemaywearhisbootsmuchtoolargeforhim,ormuchtoosmall.Thatisaccordingastheyounggentlemanhashisoriginalcharacterformed.Butlethimgotowhichextremehemay,sir,there’sayoungladyinbothof‘em.’

           Mrs.Cruppshookherheadinsuchadeterminedmanner,thatIhadnotaninchofvantage-groundleft.

           ‘Itwasbutthegentlemanwhichdiedherebeforeyourself,’saidMrs.Crupp,‘thatfellinlove—withabarmaidandhadhiswaistcoatstookindirectly,thoughmuchswelledbydrinking.’

           ‘Mrs.Crupp,’saidI,‘Imustbegyounottoconnecttheyoungladyinmycasewithabarmaid,oranythingofthatsort,ifyouplease.’

           ‘Mr.Copperfull,’returnedMrs.Crupp,‘I’mamothermyself,andnotlikely.Iaskyourpardon,sir,ifIintrude.IshouldneverwishtointrudewhereIwerenotwelcome.Butyouareayounggentleman,Mr.Copperfull,andmyadwicetoyouis,tocheerup,sir,tokeepagoodheart,andtoknowyourownwalue

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