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"I can't," said Mr. Bunting, his voice rising; "I tell you, sir,
I will not."
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What was that?" asked Henfrey.
Says he wi' nart," said Hall. "Warn't speaking to us, wuz he?"
Disgraceful!" said Mr. Bunting, within.
'Disgraceful,'" said Mr. Henfrey. "I heard it--distinct."
Who's that speaking now?" asked Henfrey.
Mr. Cuss, I s'pose," said Hall. "Can you hear--anything?"
Silence. The sounds within indistinct and perplexing.
"Sounds like throwing the table-cloth about," said Hall.
Mrs. Hall appeared behind the bar. Hall made gestures of silence and
invitation. This aroused Mrs. Hall's wifely opposition. "What yer
listenin' there for, Hall?" she asked. "Ain't you nothin' better to
do--busy day like this?"
Hall tried to convey everything by grimaces and dumb show, but Mrs.
Hall was obdurate. She raised her voice. So Hall and Henfrey, rather
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