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THE VICAR OF WAKEFIELD

Amelia Skeggs (I love to give the whole name) took a greater fancy to her sister. They supported the conversation between themselves, while my daughters sat silent, admiring their exalted breeding. But as every reader, however beggarly himself, is fond of high-lived dialogues, with anecdotes of Lords, Ladies, and Knights of the Garter, I must beg leave to give him the concluding part of the present conversation.
" All that I know of the matter," cried Miss Skeggs, " is this, that it may be true or may not be true; but this I can assure your Ladyship, that the whole rout was in amaze; his Lordship turned all manner of colours, my Lady fell into a swound, but Sir Tomkyn drawing his sword, swore he was hers to the last drop of his blood."
" Well," replied our Peeress, "this I can say, that the Duchess never told me a syllable of the matter, and I believe her Grace would keep nothing a secret from me. This you may depend upon as fact, that the next morning my Lord Duke cried out three times to his valet - de - chambre, Jernigan! Jernigan! Jernigan! bring me my garters."
But previously I should have mentioned the very impolite behaviour of Mr Burchell, who, during this discourse, sat with his face turned to the fire, and, at the conclusion of every sentence, would cry out fudge, an expression which displeased us all, and in some measure damped the rising spirit of the conversation.
" Besides, my dear Skeggs," continued our Peeress, " there is nothing of this in the copy of verses that Dr Burdock made upon the occasion. "-Fudge !
" I am surprised at that," cried Miss Skeggs: " for he seldom leaves anything out, as he writes only for his own

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