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subject of their conversation was suitable to all ages and countries, to all kinds and conditions of men, for it was politics! A fine, healthy, flexible subject, so utterly incomprehensible to fuddled brains that it could be distended, contracted, inflated, elongated, and twisted to suit any circumstances or states of mind. And such grand scope too, for difference, or agreement of opinion. Oh! it was pitiful to see the idiotic expressions of these fallen men as they sat bound together by a mutual thirst which each abhorred, yet loved, and which none could shake off. And there was something outrageously absurd too--yes, it is of no use attempting to shirk the fact--something intolerably funny in some of the gestures and tones, with which they discussed the affairs of the nation. "Hail fellow well met," was the generous tendency of Gunter's soul when ashore. Accosting the three in gruff off-hand tones with some such sentiment, he sat down beside them. "Same to you, pal," said the burglar, with a sinister glance at the new-comer from under his heavy brows. "How do? ol' salt!" exclaimed the clerk, who was by far the most tipsy of the three. "Come 'ere. We'll make you r'free--umpire--to shettle zish d'shpute. Queshn is, whether it's the dooty of the poor to help the rish--no, zhat's not it. W-w'ether it's dooty of rish to help the poor--what's it--by sharin' all they have with 'em or--" "That's not the question at all," cried Gunter, gruffly--"the question is, what'll you have to drink!" "Bravo!" exclaimed the parson, "that _is_ the question!" "You're a trump!" said the burglar. "Well," exclaimed the clerk, with a tremendous assumption of winking-dignity, "ishn't zhat zactly what I was goin' to shay, if you'd on'y listen. `What'll you 'ave to drink!' jus' so. Now, if you want to argue it out properly, you'll--" He was checked and almost floored by a tremendous though facetious slap on the back from Gunter, who said that they wouldn't argue it out; that they would drink it out first and argue it out afterwards. In pursuance of this plan he called the landlord, and, ordering spirits and water, treated the assembled company all round--including a few bloated and wretched women, some of whom carried children in their arms. Whatever of the ludicrous might have struck an observer of the scene, while listening to the above conversation, it would have been all put to flight by the sight of these poor
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