think it's
a pity you
ever went
in."Mr.
Chops
shook that
deep Ed of
his, to a
surprisin
extent,
and
slapped it
half a
dozen
times with
his hand,
and with
more Wice
than I
thought
were in
him. Then,
he says,
"You're a
good
fellow,
but you
don't
understand.
Good-night,
go along.
Magsman,
the little
man will
now walk
three
times
round the
Cairawan,
and retire
behind the
curtain."
The last I
see of him
on that
occasion
was his
tryin, on
the
extremest
