That's why they has a constable
here."
"I am sorry," said Morley, "that I have affairs with such a
wretch as this Hatton."
"You'll find him a wery hearty sort of man," said the filer,
"if he don't hap to be in drink. He's a little robustious
then, but take him all in all for a master, you may go further
and fare worse.
"What! this monster!"
"Lord bless you, it's his way, that's all, we be a queer set
here; but he has his pints. Give him a lock to make, and you
won't have your box picked; he's wery lib'ral too in the
wittals. Never had horse-flesh the whole time I was with him;
they has nothin' else at Tugsford's; never had no sick cow
except when meat was very dear. He always put his face agin
still-born calves; he used to say he liked his boys to have
meat what was born alive and killed alive. By which token
there never was any sheep what had bust in the head sold in
our court. And then sometimes he would give us a treat of
fish, when it had been four or five days in town and not sold.
No, give the devil his due, say I. There never was no want
for anything at meals with the Bishop, except time to eat them
in."
"And why do you call him the Bishop?"
"That's his name and authority; for he's the governor here
over all of us.
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