THE PROPHET GABRIEL 



did holloa, and did shout, till he made himself 

 hoarse. His spirits, or the brandy spirits, seemed 

 to have fairly run away with him. At length he 

 began to cool down and think of the morrow. 



' Now you and I '11 have an 'unt,' observed Mr. 

 Jorrocks. 



'Squier Stobbs '11 gan te, ar's warn'd,' ob- 

 served Pigg. 



' Oh, never mind him,' replied Jorrocks, with a 

 chuck of the chin, * never mind him; no sayin' 

 when he may be 'ome gone fiddlin' out with the 

 women.' 



* He 's aye ticklin' the lasses' hocks,' observed 



'You and I, at all ewents, will have an 'unt, 

 and see if we can't pivy that tormentin' old 

 customer. Never was sich a fox in this world. 

 Do believe he '11 be the death o' me, if I don't 

 finish him. Shall never get through the summer, 

 for thinkin' on 'im. So now we '11 start at six or 

 call it 'alf-past five, and see if we can't do the trick 

 afore breakfast. My vig ! if we do, wot a blow-out 



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