MR JORROCKS 



Neither could he ever be persuaded to get into 

 the scales to see whether he was nearer eighteen 

 * stun ' or twenty. He was always ' 'ticlarly en- 

 gaged' just at the time, either goin' to wet 

 samples of tea with his traveller, or with some 

 one to look at 'an oss,' or, if hard pressed, to 

 take Mrs. J. out in the chay. 'He didn't ride 

 stipple chases,' he would say, 'and wot matter 

 did it make ow much he weighed ? It was alto- 

 gether 'twixt him and his oss, and weighin' wouldn't 

 make him any lighter.' In person he was a stiff, 

 square-built, middle-sized man, with a thick neck 

 and a large round head. A woolly broad-brimmed 

 lo wish -crowned hat sat with a jaunty side-long 

 sort of air upon a bushy nut-brown wig, worn for 

 comfort and not deception. Indeed his grey 

 whiskers would have acted as a contradiction if 

 he had, but deception formed no part of Mr. 

 Jorrocks's character. He had a fine open coun- 

 tenance, and though his turn-up nose, little grey 

 eyes, and rather twisted mouth, were not hand- 

 some, still there was a combination of fun and 



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