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Down in Lincolnshire

           Inoneofthelodgesofthepark—thatlodgewithinsightofthehousewhere,onceuponatime,whenthewaterswereoutdowninLincolnshire,myLadyusedtoseethekeeper’schild—thestalwartman,thetrooperformerly,ishoused.Somerelicsofhisoldcallinghanguponthewalls,andtheseitisthechosenrecreationofalittlelamemanaboutthestable-yardtokeepgleamingbright.Abusylittlemanhealwaysis,inthepolishingatharness-housedoors,ofstirrup-irons,bits,curb-chains,harnessbosses,anythinginthewayofastable-yardthatwilltakeapolish,leadingalifeoffriction.Ashaggylittledamagedman,withal,notunlikeanolddogofsomemongrelbreed,whohasbeenconsiderablyknockedabout.HeanswerstothenameofPhil.Agoodlysightitistoseethegrandoldhousekeeper(harderofhearingnow)goingtochurchonthearmofhersonandtoobserve—whichfewdo,forthehouseisscantofcompanyinthesetimes—therelationsofbothtowardsSirLeicester,andhistowardsthem.Theyhavevisitorsinthehighsummerweather,whenagreycloakandumbrella,unknowntoChesneyWoldatotherperiods,areseenamongtheleaves;whentwoyoungladiesareoccasionallyfoundgambollinginsequesteredsaw-pitsandsuchnooksofthepark;andwhenthesmokeoftwopipeswreathesawayintothefragranteveningairfromthetrooper’sdoor.Thenisafifeheardtrollingwithinthelodgeontheinspiringtopicofthe"BritishGrenadiers";andastheeveningclosesin,agruffinflexiblevoiceisheardtosay,whiletwomenpacetogetherupanddown,"ButIneverowntoitbeforetheoldgirl.

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