Gentlemen, the vestry is adjourned!" "Best thing too! oughtn't never to have been called," says one and another.
And some one, as he went out, muttered something about "interloping strange doctors, colloquies with popish curates," which was answered by a--"Put 'mun in the quay pule," from Treluddra.
Tom stepped up to Treluddra instantly, "What were you so kind as to say, sir ?" Treluddra turned very pale.

"I didn't say nought." "Oh, but I assure you I heard; and I shall be most happy to jump into the quay pule this afternoon, if it will afford you the slightest amusement.

Say the word, and I'll borrow a flute, and play you the Rogue's March all the while with my right hand, swimming with my left.
Now, gentlemen, one word before we part!" "Who be you ?" cries some one.
"A man at least, and ought to have a fair hearing.

Now, I ask you, what possible interest can I have in this matter?
I knew when I began that I should give myself a frightful quantity of trouble, and get only what I have got." "Why did you begin at all, then ?" "Because I was a very foolish, meddlesome ass, who fancied that I ought to do my duty once in a way by my neighbours.

Now, I have only to say, that if you will but forgive and forget, and let bygones be bygones, I promise you solemnly I'll never do my duty by you again as long as I live, nor interfere with the sacred privilege of every free-born Englishman, to do that which is right in the sight of his own eyes, and wrong too!" "You'm making fun at us," said old Beer dubiously.
"Well, Mr.Beer, and isn't that better than quarrelling with you?
Come along, we'll all go home and forget it, like good Christians.