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to sniff the subtle atmosphere of what was going to happen next. "He's a real beauty!" "Yes," replied Helmsley, without volunteering any information as to how he had found the tiny creature, whom he now had no inclination to part with. "He got his paw caught in a trap, so I'm obliged to carry him." "Poor little soul! There's a-many traps all about 'ere, lots o' the land bein' private property. Go on, Jim!" And she shook the reins on her pony's neck, thereby causing that intelligent animal to start off at a pleasantly regular pace. "I allus sez that if the rich ladies and gentlemen as eats up every bit o' land in Great Britain could put traps in the air to catch the noses of everything but themselves as dares to breathe it, they'd do it, singin' glory all the time. For they goes to church reg'lar." "Ah, it's a wise thing to be seen _looking_ good in public!" said Helmsley. The woman laughed. "That's right! You can do a lot o' humbuggin' if you're friends with the parson, what more often than not humbugs everybody hisself. I'm no church-goer, but I turn out the best cheese an' butter in these parts, an' I never tells no lies nor cheats any one of a penny, so I aint worryin' about my soul, seein' it's straight with my neighbours." "Are there many rich people living about here?" inquired Helmsley. "Not enough to do the place real good. The owners of the big houses are here to-day and gone to-morrow, and they don't trouble much over their tenantry. Still we rub on fairly well. None of us can ever put by for a rainy day,--and some folk as is as hard-working as ever they can be, are bound to come on the parish when they can't work no more--no doubt o' that. You're a stranger to these parts?" "Yes, I've tramped from Bristol." The woman opened her eyes widely. "That's a long way! You must be fairly strong for your age. Where are ye wantin' to get to?" "Cornwall." "My word! You've got a goodish bit to go. All Devon lies before you." "I know that. But I shall rest here and there, and perhaps get a lift or two if I meet any more such kind-hearted folk as yourself." She looked at him sharply. "That's what we may call a bit o' soft soap," she said, "and I'd advise ye to keep that kind o' thing to yourself, old man! It don't go down with Meg Ross, I can tell ye!" "Are you Meg Ross?" he asked, amused at her manner. "That's me! I'm known all over the countryside for the sharpest tongue as ever wa
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