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 shew it to me, you may depend upon his handsomely rewarding any trouble that you may take."

Their astonishment, now, was encreased; but although, at the word business, they leered at one another with an air of mockery, her air and mien, with her grave civility and apparent trust, caused, involuntarily, a suspension of their facetious design; and they enquired the name of the farmer, whom she was seeking.

She could not immediately, she said, recollect it; but he lived at the nearest farm.

"Why 't-ben't Master Zimmers?" They cried.

"The very same!"

"What, that do live yinder, across the copse?"

"Without any doubt"

They now ogled one another, with a consciousness that persuaded Juliet that this Simmers was their own master; or, perhaps, their father; and she repeated her request, with reiterated assurances,