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"No, it doesn't, sir, for what makes the matter worse is, that they took
away a hundred and thirty pounds of my money along wid 'em."
"Then you wish to know what I can do for you in this business?"
"I do, sir, i' you plaise."
"Were you ever jealous of your wife before?"
"No, not exactly jealous, sir, but a little suspicious or so; I didn't
think it safe to let her out much; I thought it no harm to keep my eye
on her."
"Now," said the conjurer, "is it not notorious that you are the most
jealous--by the way, give me five shillings; I can make no further
communications till I am paid; there--thank you--now, is it not
notorious that you are one of the most jealous old scoundrels in the
whole country?"
"No, sir, barrin' a little wholesome suspicion."
"Well, sir, go home about your business. Your daughter and the dancing
master's son have made a runaway match of it, and your wife, to protect
the character of her daughter, has gone with them. You are a miser, too.
Go home now; I have nothing more to say to you, except that you have
been yourself a profligate.


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