undertakers, and wot with parish clerks, and wot with sextons,

and wot with private watchmen (all awaricious and all in it), a man

wouldn’t get much by it, even if it wos so. And wot little man did

get, would never prosper with him, Mr. Lorry. He’d never have no

good of it; he’d want all along to be out of the line, if he could see

his way out, being once ineven if it wos so.”

“Ugh!” cried Mr. Lorry, rather relenting, nevertheless. “I am

shocked at the sight of you.”

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“Now, what I would humbly offer to you, sir,” pursued Mr.

Cruncher, “even if it wos so, which I don’t say it is” “Don’t

prevaricate,” said Mr. Lorry.

“No, I will not, sir,” returned Mr. Cruncher, as if nothing were

further from his thoughts or practice“which I don’t say it is

wot I would humbly offer to you, sir, would be this. Upon that

there stool, at that there Bar, sets that there boy of mine, brought

up and growed up to be a man, wot will errand you, message you,

general-light-job you, till your heels is where your head is, if such

should be your wishes. If it was so, which I still don’t say it is (for I

will not prewaricate to you, sir) let that there boy keep his father’s

place, and take care of his mother; don’t blow upon that boy’s

fatherdo not do it, sirand let that father go into the line of the

reg’lar diggin’, a