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Dear me! you are angry.

No, faith! It should take a thing of more importance to make a man angry.

Indeed, I think it should.

Huzza, huzza! Come out to the lawn with me; come out to the lawn with me, gentles all, and I will show you a thing.

What is the matter?

Such a discovery! Such a site for a ruin! Such a happy combination! A dilapidated wash-house for the foundation; an old stag-headed oak, five Lombardy poplars, and a yew tree in such skilful harmony, the rules of composition could not offer you a better.—You must have an erection there, Mr. Charville; you positively must. There sat a couple of jackdaws upon the oak too, in such harmony with the whole; but they would fly away, hang 'em!

That was very perverse of them; I suppose