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  ’Nothing,thankyou,’saidStockdale,thinkinglessofwhatherepliedthanofwhatmightbeherrelationtothehousehold。

  ’Youarequitesure?’saidtheyoungwoman,apparentlyawarethathehadnotconsideredhisanswer。

  Heconscientiouslyexaminedthetea-things,andfoundthemallthere。’Quitesure,MissNewberry,’hesaid。

  ’ItisMrs。Newberry,’shesaid。’LizzyNewberry,IusedtobeLizzySimpkins。’

  ’O,Ibegyourpardon,Mrs。Newberry。’Andbeforehehadoccasiontosaymoreshelefttheroom。

  StockdaleremainedinsomedoubttillMarthaSarahcametoclearthetable。’Whosehouseisthis,mylittlewoman,’saidhe。

  ’Mrs。LizzyNewberry’s,sir。’

  ’ThenMrs。NewberryisnottheoldladyIsawthisafternoon?’

  ’No。That’sMrs。Newberry’smother。ItwasMrs。Newberrywhocomedintoyoujustbynow,becauseshewantedtoseeifyouwasgood-

  looking。’

  Laterintheevening,whenStockdalewasabouttobeginsupper,shecameagain。’Ihavecomemyself,Mr。Stockdale,’shesaid。Theministerstoodupinacknowledgmentofthehonour。’IamafraidlittleMarthermightnotmakeyouunderstand。Whatwillyouhaveforsupper?——there’scoldrabbit,andthere’sahamuncut。’

  Stockdalesaidhecouldgetonnicelywiththoseviands,andsupperwaslaid。Hehadnomorethancutaslicewhentap-tapcametothedooragain。Theministerhadalreadylearntthatthisparticularrhythmintapsdenotedthefingersofhisenkindlinglandlady,andthedoomedyoungfellowburiedhisfirstmouthfulunderalookofreceptiveblandness。

  ’Wehaveachickeninthehouse,Mr。Stockdale——Iquiteforgottomentionitjustnow。PerhapsyouwouldlikeMartherSarertobringitup?’

  Stockdalehadadvancedfarenoughintheartofbeingayoungmantosaythathedidnotwantthechicken,unlessshebroughtitupherself;butwhenitwasutteredheblushedatthedaringgallantryofthespeech,perhapsashadetoostrongforaseriousmanandaminister。Inthreeminutesthechickenappeared,but,tohisgreatsurprise,onlyinthehandsofMarthaSarah。Stockdalewasdisappointed,whichperhapsitwasintendedthatheshouldbe。

  Hehadfinishedsupper,andwasnotintheleastanticipatingMrs。

  Newberryagainthatnight,whenshetappedandenteredasbefore。

  Stockdale’sgratifiedlooktoldthatshehadlostnothingbynotappearingwhenexpected。Ithappenedthatthecoldintheheadfromwhichtheyoungmansufferedhadincreasedwiththeapproachofnight,andbeforeshehadspokenhewasseizedwithaviolentfitofsneezingwhichhecouldnotanyhowrepress。

  Mrs。Newberrylookedfullofpity。’Yourcoldisverybadto-night,Mr。Stockdale。’

  Stockdalerepliedthatitwasrathertroublesome。

  ’AndI’veagoodmind’——sheaddedarchly,lookingatthecheerlessglassofwateronthetable,whichtheabstemiousministerwasgoingtodrink。

  ’Yes,Mrs。Newberry?’

  ’I’veagoodmindthatyoushouldhavesomethingmorelikelytocureitthanthatcoldstuff。’

  ’Well,’saidStockdale,lookingdownattheglass,’asthereisnoinnhere,andnothingbettertobegotinthevillage,ofcourseitwilldo。’

  Tothisshereplied,’Thereissomethingbetter,notfaroff,thoughnotinthehouse。Ireallythinkyoumusttryit,oryoumaybeill。Yes,Mr。Stockdale,youshall。’Sheheldupherfinger,seeingthathewasabouttospeak。’Don’taskwhatitis;wait,andyoushallsee。’

  Lizzywentaway,andStockdalewaitedinapleasantmood。Presentlyshereturnedwithherbonnetandcloakon,saying,’Iamsosorry,butyoumusthelpmetogetit。Motherhasgonetobed。Willyouwrapyourselfup,andcomethisway,andpleasebringthatcupwithyou?’

  Stockdale,alonelyyoungfellow,whohadforweeksfeltagreatcravingforsomebodyonwhomtothrowawaysuperfluousinterest,andeventenderness,wasnotsorrytojoinher;andfollowedhisguidethroughthebackdoor,acrossthegarden,tothebottom,wheretheboundarywasawall。Thiswallwaslow,andbeyonditStockdalediscernedinthenightshadesseveralgreyheadstones,andtheoutlinesofthechurchroofandtower。

  ’Itiseasytogetupthisway,’shesaid,steppinguponabankwhichabuttedonthewall;thenputtingherfootonthetopofthestonework,anddescendingaspringinside,wherethegroundwasmuchhigher,asisthemannerofgraveyardstobe。Stockdaledidthesame,andfollowedherintheduskacrosstheirregulargroundtilltheycametothetowerdoor,which,whentheyhadentered,shesoftlyclosedbehindthem。

  ’Youcankeepasecret?’shesaid,inamusicalvoice。

  ’Likeanironchest!’saidhefervently。

  Thenfromunderhercloaksheproducedasmalllightedlantern,whichtheministerhadnotnoticedthatshecarriedatall。Thelightshowedthemtobeclosetothesinging-gallerystairs,underwhichlayaheapoflumberofallsorts,butconsistingmostlyofdecayedframework,pews,panels,andpiecesofflooring,thatfromtimetotimehadbeenremovedfromtheiroriginalfixingsinthebodyoftheedificeandreplacedbynew。

  ’Perhapsyouwilldragsomeofthoseboardsaside?’shesaid,holdingthelanternoverherheadtolighthimbetter。’OrwillyoutakethelanternwhileImovethem?’

  ’Icanmanageit,’saidtheyoungman,andactingassheordered,heuncovered,tohissurprise,arowoflittlebarrelsboundwithwoodhoops,eachbarrelbeingaboutaslargeasthenaveofaheavywaggon-wheel。

  WhentheywerelaidopenLizzyfixedhereyesonhim,asifshewonderedwhathewouldsay。

  ’Youknowwhattheyare?’sheasked,findingthathedidnotspeak。

  ’Yes,barrels,’saidStockdalesimply。Hewasaninlandman,thesonofhighlyrespectableparents,andbroughtupwithasingleeyetotheministry;andthesightsuggestednothingbeyondthefactthatsucharticleswerethere。

  ’Youarequiteright,theyarebarrels,’shesaid,inanemphatictoneofcandourthatwasnotwithoutatouchofirony。

  Stockdalelookedatherwithaneyeofsuddenmisgiving。’Notsmugglers’liquor?’hesaid。

  ’Yes,’saidshe。’TheyaretubsofspiritthathaveaccidentallycomeoverinthedarkfromFrance。’

  InNether-Moyntonanditsvicinityatthisdatepeoplealwayssmiledatthesortofsincalledintheoutsideworldillicittrading;andtheselittlekegsofginandbrandywereaswellknowntotheinhabitantsasturnips。SothatStockdale’sinnocentignorance,andhislookofalarmwhenheguessedthesinistermystery,seemedtostrikeLizzyfirstasludicrous,andthenasveryawkwardforthegoodimpressionthatshewishedtoproduceuponhim。

  ’Smugglingiscarriedonherebysomeofthepeople,’shesaidinagentle,apologeticvoice。’Ithasbeentheirpracticeforgenerations,andtheythinkitnoharm。Now,willyourolloutoneofthetubs?’

  ’Whattodowithit?’saidtheminister。

  ’Todrawalittlefromittocureyourcold,’sheanswered。’Itisso’nationstrongthatitdrivesawaythatsortofthinginajiffy。

  O,itisallrightaboutourtakingit。ImayhavewhatIlike;theownerofthetubssaysso。Ioughttohavehadsomeinthehouse,andthenIshouldn’tha’beenputtothistrouble;butIdrinknonemyself,andsoIoftenforgettokeepitindoors。’

  ’Youareallowedtohelpyourself,Isuppose,thatyoumaynotinformwheretheirhiding-placeis?’

  ’Well,no;notthatparticularly;butImaytakeanyifIwantit。

  Sohelpyourself。’

  ’Iwill,toobligeyou,sinceyouhavearighttoit,’murmuredtheminister;andthoughhewasnotquitesatisfiedwithhispartintheperformance,herolledoneofthe’tubs’outfromthecornerintothemiddleofthetowerfloor。’Howdoyouwishmetogetitout——

  withagimlet,Isuppose?’

  ’No,I’llshowyou,’saidhisinterestingcompanion;andsheheldupwithherotherhandashoemaker’sawlandahammer。’Youmustneverdothesethingswithagimlet,becausethewood-dustgetsin;andwhenthebuyerspouroutthebrandythatwouldtellthemthatthetubhadbeenbroached。Anawlmakesnodust,andtheholenearlyclosesupagain。Nowtaponeofthehoopsforward。’

  Stockdaletookthehammeranddidso。

  ’Nowmaketheholeinthepartthatwascoveredbythehoop。’

  Hemadetheholeasdirected。’Itwon’trunout,’hesaid。

  ’Oyesitwill,’saidshe。’Takethetubbetweenyourknees,andsqueezetheheads;andI’llholdthecup。’

  Stockdaleobeyed;andthepressuretakingeffectuponthetub,whichseemed,tobethin,thespiritspirtedoutinastream。Whenthecupwasfullheceasedpressing,andtheflowimmediatelystopped。

  ’Nowwemustfillupthekegwithwater,’saidLizzy,’oritwillclucklikefortyhenswhenitishandled,andshowthat’tisnotfull。’

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