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O dear good Joe, whom I was so ready to leave and so unthankful to, I

see you again, with your muscular blacks, and your voice dying away O dear good

faithful tender Joe, I feel the loving tremble of your hand upon my arm,

as sole!

But I encouraged Joe at the time I was lost in the mazes of my future

fortunes, and could not retrace the by-paths we had trodden together I

begged Joe to be comforted, for (as he said) we had ever been the best

of friends, and (as I said) we ever would be so Joe scooped his eyes

with his disengaged wrist, as if he were bent on gouging hiers had looked on at this, as one who recognized in Joe the

village idiot, and in

in his hand the purse he had ceased to swing:-"Now, Joseph Gargery, I warn you this is your last chance No half

measures with e

to make you, speak out, and you shall have it If on the contrary you

reat a round hiilistic

purpose

"Which I meantersay," cried Joe, "that if you co me, come out! Which I meantersay as sech if