69/89 But really and truly I must up and off, or I shan't get a lodging in the town.' However, the speaker did not move, and directly added, 'There's time for one more draught of friendship before I go; and I'd perform it at once if the mug were not dry.' 'Here's a mug o' small,' said Mrs.Fennel. 'Small, we call it, though to be sure 'tis only the first wash o' the combs.' 'No,' said the stranger disdainfully. 'I won't spoil your first kindness by partaking o' your second.' 'Certainly not,' broke in Fennel. 'We don't increase and multiply every day, and I'll fill the mug again.' He went away to the dark place under the stairs where the barrel stood. |