But he lingered at the porch.
"I say, lawyer, it's a hard bout they've given me this time.

I did fear they would be rash and obstropulous, but didn't think they'd gone so far.

Indeed, it's clear, if it hadn't been that the cretur failed me, I should not have trusted myself in the place, after what I was told." "Bunce, you have been rather sly in your dealings, and they have a good deal to complain of.

Now, though I said nothing about it, that coat you sold me for a black grew red with a week's wear, and threadbare in a month." "Now, don't talk, lawyer, seeing you ha'n't paid me for it yet; but that's neither here nor there.

If I did, as you say, sell my goods for something more than their vally, I hadn't ought to had such a punishment as this." The wild song of the rioters rang in his ears, followed by a proposition, seemingly made with the utmost gravity, to change the plan of operations, and instead of giving him the ride upon the rail, cap the blazing goods of his cart with the proper person of the proprietor.