I have read his life by Arbuthnot, {238a} it is in the library of our college.
Farewell! I shall come no more to this dingle--to come would be of no utility; I shall go and labour elsewhere, though.

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how you came to know my name is a fact quite inexplicable--farewell! to you both." He then arose; and without further salutation departed from the dingle, in which I never saw him again.

{238b} "How, in the name of wonder, came you to know that man's name ?" said Belle, after he had been gone some time.
"I, Belle?
I knew nothing of the fellow's name, I assure you." "But you mentioned his name." "If I did, it was merely casually, by way of illustration.