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naibour Sabley, and you can gie me the chiel's account at the same time.'
Mr. Sabley turned round three quarters of a circle in the midst of a heap of joints, altered the expression of his face from meat to money, went into a little office consisting only of a door and a window, looked very vigorously into a book which possessed length but no breadth; and then, seizing a piece of paper and scribbling thereupon, handed the bill.
Probably it was the first time in the history of commercial transactions that the quality of shortness in a butcher's bill was a cause of tribulation to the debtor. 'Why this isn't all she've had in a whole month!' said Geoffrey.
'Every mossel,' said the butcher—'(now, Dan, take that leg and shoulder to Mrs. White's, and this eleven pound here to Mr. Martin's)—you've been trating her