ned were

Hollow trees Cupboards Culverts
Potato-graves Clock-cases Hedgerows
Fuel-houses Chimney-flues Faggot-ricks
Bedrooms Rainwater-butts Haystacks
Apple-lofts Pigsties Coppers and ovens.

After breakfast they recommenced with renewed vigour, taking a new line;
that is to say, directing their attention to clothes that might be
supposed to have come in contact with the tubs in their removal from the
shore, such garments being usually tainted with the spirit, owing to its
oozing between the staves. They now sniffed at -

Smock-frocks Smiths' and shoemakers' aprons
Old shirts and waistcoats Knee-naps and hedging-gloves
Coats and hats Tarpaulins
Breeches and leggings Market-cloaks
Women's shawls and gowns Scarecrows

And as soon as the mid-day meal was over, they pushed their search into
places where the spirits might have been thrown away in alarm:-

Horse-ponds Mixens Sinks in yards
Stable-drains Wet ditches Road-scrapings, and
Cinder-heaps Cesspools Back-door gutters.

But still these indefatigable excisemen discovered nothing more than the
original tell-tale smell in the road opposite Lizzy's house, which even
yet had not passed off.

'I'll tell ye what it is, men,' said Latimer, about three o'clock in the
afternoon, 'we must begin over again. Find them tubs I will.'

The men, who had been hired for the day, looked at their hands and knees,
muddy with creeping on all fours so frequently, and rubbed their noses,
as if they had almost had enough of it; for the quantity of bad air which
had passed into each one's nostril had rendered it nearly as insensible
as a flue. However, after a moment's hesitation, they prepared to start
anew, except three, whose power of smell had quite succumbed under the
excessive wear and tear of the day.

By this time not a male villager was to be seen in the parish. Owlett
was not at his mill, the farmers were not in their fields, the parson was
not in his garden, the smith had left his forge, and the wheelwright's
shop was silent.

'Where the divil are the folk gone?' said Latimer, waking up to the fact
of their absence, and looking round. 'I'll have 'em up for this! Why
don't they come and help us? There's not a man about the place but the
Methodist parson, and he's an old woman. I demand assistance in the
king's name!'

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