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Dobbin of Ours

           ReginaldCuffwhenthisrencontrewasproposedtohim.

           "Afterschool,"sayshe,ofcourse;afterapauseandalook,asmuchastosay,"Makeyourwill,andcommunicateyourlastwishestoyourfriendsbetweenthistimeandthat."

           "Asyouplease,"Dobbinsaid."Youmustbemybottleholder,Osborne."

           "Well,ifyoulike,"littleOsbornereplied;foryouseehispapakeptacarriage,andhewasratherashamedofhischampion.

           Yes,whenthehourofbattlecame,hewasalmostashamedtosay,"Goit,Figs";andnotasingleotherboyintheplaceutteredthatcryforthefirsttwoorthreeroundsofthisfamouscombat;atthecommencementofwhichthescientificCuff,withacontemptuoussmileonhisface,andaslightandasgayasifhewasataball,plantedhisblowsuponhisadversary,andflooredthatunluckychampionthreetimesrunning.Ateachfalltherewasacheer;andeverybodywasanxioustohavethehonourofofferingtheconqueroraknee.

           "WhatalickingIshallgetwhenit’sover,"youngOsbornethought,pickinguphisman."You’dbestgivein,"hesaidtoDobbin;"it’sonlyathrashing,Figs,andyouknowI’musedtoit."ButFigs,allwhoselimbswereinaquiver,andwhosenostrilswerebreathingrage,puthislittlebottle-holderaside,andwentinforafourthtime.

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