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Little Big Breeches and his friends appeal to 

 them instantly on the discovery of these 

 articles, as a pair of nice fellows who ought to 

 know all about them. The Dwarf rather 

 frightened us than otherwise, and made us 

 ashamed with his begging box. Where next, 

 Little Big Breeches : Dogs and monkeys, 

 wolves and bears, of course. And a little later 

 it is time for me to go home, a place which 

 Little Big Breeches has apparently forgotten ; 

 but he has told me where he lived and has 

 quietly left the rest to me. Little Big Breeches 

 is not accustomed to first-class carriages ; but 

 he goes to sleep in one, holding his new friend 

 by the finger and a bag of fairings against 

 the top story of his misfitting garments as if 

 he had been a first-class traveller always. I 

 have to rouse him up at Cranville, and we 

 trudge together from the station to his house. 

 It is some distance off, in a dark lane, and 

 when the door opens there is a snug, "clean 

 little room, and the mother of Big Breeches, a 

 comely artisan's wife, listens to my apology for 

 the truant very amiably, and gives Little Big 

 Breeches a mug of tea, over which I catch him 



