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The Cock-House at Fellsgarth

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
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Why, my Alf's that straight he wouldn't rob a dog of his bone, not if he was starving.

That's flat.

So here's to you, young gents; and if you happen to be passing near Crackstoke way, me and my missus'll be proud to see yer.

Here's luck!" The speech was rapturously applauded, not only by the party present, but by the knot of fellows in the passage, who were taking advantage of the necessarily open door to join in the proceedings as outsiders.
Wally, however, resented the intrusion, and as soon as the speech of the evening was ended, ordered one of the tables to be cleared, and placing his chair upon it, made room for the door to be closed on the intruders, much to their disappointment.
After the favourable reception of his speech, Mr Rollitt became very much more at home, and produced a pipe from his pocket, which he proceeded in the most natural way to light.

His hosts gazed in a somewhat awe-struck way at the proceeding, but Wally gave the right cue.
"That's right, Mr Rollitt; make yourself at home." "So I are.


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