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LVII. A Foggy Night and Morning—Conclusion

           Theraysfelluponagroupofmalefiguresgathereduponthegravelinfront,who,whentheysawthenewly-marriedcoupleintheporch,setupaloud"Hurrah!"andatthesamemomentbangagainwentthecannoninthebackground,followedbyahideousclangofmusicfromadrum,tambourine,clarionet,serpent,hautboy,tenor-viol,anddouble-basstheonlyremainingrelicsofthetrueandoriginalWeatherburybandvenerableworm-eateninstruments,whichhadcelebratedintheirownpersonsthevictoriesofMarlborough,underthefingersoftheforefathersofthosewhoplayedthemnow.Theperformerscameforward,andmarcheduptothefront.

           "Thosebrightboys,MarkClarkandJan,areatthebottomofallthis,"saidOak."Comein,souls,andhavesomethingtoeatanddrinkwi’meandmywife."

           "Notto-night,"saidMr.Clark,withevidentself-denial."Thankyeallthesame;butwe’llcallatamoreseemlytime.However,wecouldn’tthinkoflettingthedaypasswithoutanoteofadmirationofsomesort.Ifyecouldsendadropofsom’atdowntoWarren’s,whysoitis.Here’slonglifeandhappinesstoneighbourOakandhiscomelybride!"

           "Thankye;thankyeall,"saidGabriel."AbitandadropshallbesenttoWarren’sforyeatonce.Ihadathoughtthatwemightverylikelygetasaluteofsomesortfromouroldfriends,andIwassayingsotomywifebutnow

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