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Hast thou forgot the two inner presses in his study, and the escrutoire in his dressing-room?

No, but I hope I shall soon; for one job beats another from my mind.

Ay, thou thinkest but of one thing at a time. I wish my master would do the same; for he is not one jot wiser for mixing up so many notions together, like cloaks hung upon a hall-pin, black, blue, and dirty, every one huddled over another: that he is not, I'm sure.

I wonder such a plain, surly fellow as thou art should keep thy place in his service so long.

He takes my surliness for honesty.

And he is not one jot wiser for that, I should reckon.

No, Cramp; he is not deceived. But as I am honest, I must be treated like an honest man.

Certainly; that is but reasonable. And how