Part 36 (2/2)
”Stingy old hunks! I say, we ain't 'bliged to carry 'e”
”Yes, that's delivering,to say you get no beer, but he'll be as civil as treacle, and stand rubbing his hands and telling yer to lass in the book-cases as you passes; and when you've done he twinkles at you through theer, and beckons you to follow him into the front roolass and a bottle of the most heavenly old sperrets you ever tasted Tlat! I can taste it yet Talk about cordial--why, it's enough to ain”
”Well, lay hold,” said Toentleether they lifted in chest Nu deeply interested
”On the mat, if you please,” he said, ”and when you have carried in the other, I should be very ed if you would take the a mess”
”Suttunly, sir,” said Tom, and they set down Number 1 and went after Nu the side with his heels
”Right, Toht you are, --
”Don't see hoouldtime since there's been a broom there”
”See the spiders too?”
”No, but I saw the webs”
”But what does he do with all these books? He can't read 'em all”
”Collects 'eht!” and the second chest was carried in ”Onehis hands; ”then I'll show you the way Now then, please; mind the book-cases as you pass It is rather dark Very heavy, I suppose?”
”Oh, tidy, sir Nothing to signify Books is heavy things”
”Yes, very heavy, h this door, and down these stone stairs I'ht, sir Used to it,” grunted Toood rest between, sir, and rides about in the coe”
”Down there, please, under that here I can see to unpack them
Thank you”
The twothe empty chests and book-cases hich the walls were lined, and above all the dust of years collected thickly Then the second chest was carried down, and the quaint-looking old gentlelassed spectacles twinkle as they reached the hall
”I n the paper and pay you, my men,” he said; and then in a drily coer, and beckoned to the-rooe, and then took a bottle frolass from a closet under a book-case, and poured out for the men, while they tossed off the rich spirit in turn
”That's prihed Tolad you like it It's soft and lass?”
”Hurt yer, sir!” said the second h; ”that stuff wouldn't hurt a babby”
It did not hurt hiurative way of speaking, he only lanced at the black bottle as if it were a little idol which ought to be worshi+pped, before following his leader out into the hall, the old professor closing the door after the off his goggle glasses and thrusting the now a keen-eyed, elderly lander
Going back with a fir lass from the closet, filled it and tossed off the contents