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shaved his beard. He had always told Eliza that he had a weak chin.
He remembered overhearing that the man had applied for some professor's post in Australia. Well, he hoped he would get it, there would be a few thousand miles between them; though the people out there would not consent to be gulled for long.
Jackson got up and stretched himself. It was a glorious night, but he felt strangely disinclined for work.
`I think I'll write to the Review,' he said to himself. `There are one or two discrepancies in Mortimer's paper that ought to remain unanswered no longer.'
When Mrs. Jackson came in, an hour later, she found her husband sitting with his feet on the library mantelpiece, dressed in his oldest Norfolk, and smoking his oldest briar. He was aware that his attitude probably annoyed his wife.
`You had better take your feet down, unless you wish the servants to see you in that ridiculous posture,' she said. `I am about to ring for some hot milk. It's a pity you did not hear the sermon, George, I am sure you would have appreciated it; though I do wish the churchwardens or someone would see that place does not get so appallingly stuffy. Poor Father Trewhit looked quite pale when he pronounced the benediction.'
`So Father Pewhit occupied the pulpit,' began Jackson.
`Father Pewhit! I tell you once again that there is nothing funny in that inane appellation. The man comes from one of the oldest Cornish families. He works like a slave for the poor of East London, and hasn't had a holiday for five years, excepting alternate Tuesdays, when he plays golf at Mudbury with the vicar.'
`Yes, yes, I grant it all, Eliza. To oblige you I will refer to him in future as Father Lapwing.'
Mrs. Jackson ground a predigested biscuit between her teeth, gulped down half a tumbler of milk and water, and went on.
'It's no use, George, I see perfectly well what you're aiming at. You're trying to irritate me. But I won't be irritated!

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