"HaveyouanyWelsh？"IshoutedasloudasIcouldbawl。
　　Themanstopped，andturningadarksullencountenancehalfuponmesaid，"Yes，IhaveWelsh。"
　　"WhichisthewaytoLlanfair？"saidI。
　　"Llanfair，Llanfair？"saidtheman，"whatdoyoumean？"
　　"Iwanttogetthere，"saidI。
　　"Areyounottherealready？"saidthefellowstampingontheground，"areyounotinLlanfair？
　　"Yes，butIwanttogettothetown。"
　　"Town，town！Oh，IhavenoEnglish，"saidtheman；andoffhestartedlikeafrightedbullock。ThepoorfellowwasprobablyatfirstterrifiedatseeinganEnglishman，thenconfusedathearinganEnglishmanspeakWelsh，alanguagewhichtheWelshingeneralimaginenoEnglishmancanspeak，thetongueofanEnglishmanastheysaynotbeinglongenoughtopronounceWelsh；andlastlyutterlydeprivedofwhatreasoningfacultieshehadstillremainingbymyaskinghimforthetownofLlanfair，therebeingproperlynotown。
　　Iwenton，andatlastgettingoutofthelane，foundmyselfupontheroad，alongwhichIhadcomeabouttwohoursbefore；thehouseofthemillerwasatsomedistanceonmyright。Nearmeweretwoorthreehousesandpartoftheskeletonofone，onwhichsomemen，inthedressofmasons，seemedtobeoccupied。GoinguptothesemenIsaidinWelshtoone，whomIjudgedtobetheprincipal，andwhowasratheratallfine—lookingfellow：
　　"HaveyouheardasoundofGronwyOwain？"
　　Hereoccurredanotherinstanceofthestrangethingspeopledowhentheirideasareconfused。Themanstoodforamomentortwo，asiftransfixed，atrowelmotionlessinoneofhishands，andabrickintheother；atlastgivingakindofgasp，heansweredinverytolerableSpanish：
　　"Si，senor！heoido。"
　　"Ishishousefarfromhere？"saidIinWelsh。
　　"No，senor！"saidtheman，"noestamuylejos。"
　　"Iamastrangerhere，friend，cananybodyshowmetheway？"
　　"Sisenor！estemozoluego—acompanarausted。"
　　Thenturningtoaladofabouteighteen，alsodressedasamason，hesaidinWelsh：
　　"ShowthisgentlemaninstantlythewaytoTafarnGoch。"
　　Theladflingingahoddown，whichhehadonhisshoulder，instantlysetoff，makingmeamotionwithhisheadtofollowhim。
　　Ididso，wonderingwhatthemancouldmeanbyspeakingtomeinSpanish。Theladwalkedbymysideinsilenceforabouttwofurlongstillwecametoarangeoftrees，seeminglysycamores，behindwhichwasalittlegarden，inwhichstoodalonglowhousewiththreechimneys。Theladstoppingflungopenagatewhichledintothegarden，thencryingtoachildwhichhesawwithin："Gadroitro"—letthemantakeaturn；hewasabouttoleaveme，whenIstoppedhimtoputsixpenceintohishand。Hereceivedthemoneywithagruff"Diolch！"andinstantlysetoffataquickpace。
　　Passingthechildwhostaredatme，Iwalkedtothebackpartofthehouse，whichseemedtobealongmudcottage。AfterexaminingthebackpartIwentinfront，whereIsawanagedwomanwithseveralchildren，oneofwhomwasthechildIhadfirstseen。ShesmiledandaskedmewhatIwanted。
　　IsaidthatIhadcometoseethehouseofGronwy。Shedidnotunderstandme，forshakingherheadshesaidthatshehadnoEnglish，andwasratherdeaf。RaisingmyvoicetoaveryhightoneIsaid：
　　"TyGronwy！"
　　Agleamofintelligenceflashednowinhereyes。
　　"TyGronwy，"shesaid，"ah！Iunderstand。Comeinsir。"
　　Therewerethreedoorstothehouse；sheledmeinbythemidmostintoacommoncottageroom，withnootherceiling，seemingly，thantheroof。Shebademesitdownbythewindowbyalittletable，andaskedmewhetherIwouldhaveacupofmilkandsomebread—and—
　　butter；Ideclinedboth，butsaidIshouldbethankfulforalittlewater。
　　Thisshepresentlybroughtmeinateacup，Idrankit，thechildrenamountingtofivestandingalittlewayfrommestaringatme。I
　　askedherifthiswasthehouseinwhichGronwywasborn。Shesaiditwas，butthatithadbeenalteredverymuchsincehistime—
　　thatthreefamilieshadlivedinit，butthatshebelievedhewasbornaboutwherewewerenow。
　　Amannowcominginwholivedatthenextdoor，shesaidIhadbetterspeaktohimandtellhimwhatIwantedtoknow，whichhecouldthencommunicatetoher，asshecouldunderstandhiswayofspeakingmuchbetterthanmine。ThroughthemanIaskedherwhethertherewasanyoneofthebloodofGronwyOwenlivinginthehouse。Shepointedtothechildrenandsaidtheyhadallsomeofhisblood。IaskedinwhatrelationshiptheystoodtoGronwy。Shesaidshecouldhardlytell，thattripriodas，threemarriagesstoodbetween，andthattherelationshipwasonthemother’sside。I
　　gatheredfromherthatthechildrenhadlosttheirmother，thattheirnamewasJones，andthattheirfatherwasherson。Iaskedifthehouseinwhichtheylivedwastheirown；shesaidno，thatitbelongedtoamanwholivedatsomedistance。Iaskedifthechildrenwerepoor。
　　"Very，"saidshe。
　　Igavethemeachatrifle，andthepooroldladythankedmewithtearsinhereyes。
　　Iaskedwhetherthechildrencouldread；shesaidtheyallcould，withtheexceptionofthetwoyoungest。Theeldestshesaidcouldreadanything，whetherWelshorEnglish；shethentookfromthewindow—sillabook，whichsheputintomyhand，sayingthechildcouldreaditandunderstandit。Iopenedthebook；itwasanEnglishschool—booktreatingonallthesciences。
　　"Canyouwrite？"saidItothechild，alittlestubbygirlofabouteight，withabroadflatredfaceandgreyeyes，dressedinachintzgown，alittlebonnetonherhead，andlookingtheimageofnotableness。
　　Thelittlemaiden，whohadnevertakenhereyesoffofmeforamomentduringthewholetimeIhadbeenintheroom，atfirstmadenoanswer；being，however，bidbyhergrandmothertospeak，sheatlengthansweredinasoftvoice，"Medraf，Ican。"
　　"Thenwriteyournameinthisbook，"saidI，takingoutapocket—
　　bookandapencil，"andwritelikewisethatyouarerelatedtoGronwyOwen—andbesureyouwriteinWelsh。"
　　Thelittlemaidenverydemurelytookthebookandpencil，andplacingtheformeronthetablewroteasfollows：
　　"EllenJonesynperthynobelligronowowen。"
　　Thatis，"EllenJonesbelongingfromafartoGronwyOwen。"
　　WhenIsawthenameofEllenIhadnodoubtthatthechildrenwererelatedtotheillustriousGronwy。EllenisaveryuncommonWelshname，butitseemstohavebeenafamilynameoftheOwens；itwasbornebyaninfantdaughterofthepoetwhomhetenderlyloved，andwhodiedwhilsthewastoilingatWaltoninCheshire，—
　　"Ellen，mydarling，WholiestintheChurchyardatWalton。"
　　sayspoorGronwyinoneofthemostaffectingelegieseverwritten。
　　AfteralittlefartherconversationIbadethefamilyfarewellandleftthehouse。AftergoingdowntheroadahundredyardsIturnedbackinordertoaskpermissiontogatheraleaffromoneofthesycamores。Seeingthemanwhohadhelpedmeinmyconversationwiththeoldwomanstandingatthegate，ItoldhimwhatIwanted，whereuponheinstantlytoredownahandfulofleavesandgavethemtome。Thrustingthemintomycoat—pocketIthankedhimkindlyanddeparted。
　　Comingtothehalf—erectedhouse，IagainsawthemantowhomIhadaddressedmyselfforinformation。Istopped，andspeakingSpanishtohim，askedhowhehadacquiredtheSpanishlanguage。
　　"IhavebeeninChili，sir，"saidheinthesametongue，"andinCalifornia，andinthoseplacesIlearnedSpanish。"
　　"WhatdidyougotoChilifor？"saidI；"IneednotaskyouonwhataccountyouwenttoCalifornia。"
　　"Iwentthereasamariner，"saidtheman；"IsailedoutofLiverpoolforChili。"
　　"Andhowisit，"saidI，"thatbeingamarinerandsailinginaLiverpoolshipyoudonotspeakEnglish？"
　　"IspeakEnglish，senor，"saidtheman，"perfectlywell。"
　　"Thenhowinthenameofwonder，"saidI，speakingEnglish，"cameyoutoanswermeinSpanish？IamanEnglishmanthoroughbred。"
　　"Icanscarcelytellyouhowitwas，sir，"saidthemanscratchinghishead，"butIthoughtIwouldspeaktoyouinSpanish。"
　　"AndwhynotEnglish？"saidI。
　　"Why，IheardyouspeakingWelsh，"saidtheman；"andasforanEnglishmanspeakingWelsh—"
　　"ButwhynotanswermeinWelsh？"saidI。
　　"Why，Isawitwasnotyourlanguage，sir，"saidtheman，"andasI
　　hadpickedupsomeSpanishIthoughtitwouldbebutfairtoansweryouinit。"
　　"ButhowdidyouknowthatIcouldspeakSpanish？"saidI。
　　"Idon’tknowindeed，sir，"saidtheman；"butIlookedatyou，andsomethingseemedtotellmethatyoucouldspeakSpanish。Ican’ttellyouhowitwassir，"saidhe，lookingmeveryinnocentlyintheface，"butIwasforcedtospeakSpanishtoyou。Iwasindeed！"
　　"Thelongandtheshortofitwas，"saidI，"thatyoutookmeforaforeigner，andthoughtthatitwouldbebutpolitetoanswermeinaforeignlanguage。"
　　"Idaresayitwasso，sir，"saidtheman。"Idaresayitwasjustasyousay。"
　　"HowdidyoufareinCalifornia？"saidI。
　　"Veryfairlyindeed，sir，"saidtheman。"Imadesomemoneythere，andbroughtithome，andwithpartofitIambuildingthishouse。"
　　"Iamveryhappytohearit，"saidI，"youarereallyaremarkableman—fewreturnfromCaliforniaspeakingSpanishasyoudo，andstillfewerwithmoneyintheirpockets。"
　　ThepoorfellowlookedpleasedatwhatIsaid，moreespeciallyatthatpartofthesentencewhichtoucheduponhisspeakingSpanishwell。Wishinghimmanyyearsofhealthandhappinessinthehousehewasbuilding，Ilefthim，andproceededonmypathtowardsPentraethGoch。
　　Afterwalkingsomeway，Iturnedroundinordertotakealastlookoftheplacewhichhadsomuchinterestforme。Themillmaybeseenfromaconsiderabledistance；somaysomeofthescatteredhouses，andalsothewoodwhichsurroundsthehouseoftheillustriousGronwy。ProsperitytoLlanfair！andmaymanyapilgrimagebemadetoitofthesamecharacterasmyown。
　　CHAPTERXXXIII
　　BoxingHarry—MrBos—BlackRobin—Drovers—CommercialTravellers。
　　IARRIVEDatthehostelryofMrPritchardwithoutmeetinganyadventureworthyofbeingmarkeddown。Iwentintothelittleparlour，and，ringingthebell，waspresentlywaiteduponbyMrsPritchard，anicematronlywoman，whomIhadnotbeforeseen，ofwhomIinquiredwhatIcouldhavefordinner。
　　"Thisisnogreatplaceformeat，"saidMrsPritchard，"thatisfreshmeat，forsometimesafortnightpasseswithoutanythingbeingkilledintheneighbourhood。Iamafraidatpresentthereisnotabitoffreshmeattobehad。WhatwecangetyoufordinnerIdonotknow，unlessyouarewillingtomakeshiftwithbaconandeggs。"
　　"I’lltellyouwhatI’lldo，"saidI，"Iwillhavethebaconandeggswithteaandbread—and—butter，notforgettingapintofale—
　　inaword，IwillboxHarry。"
　　"Isupposeyouareacommercialgent，"saidMrsPritchard。
　　"Whydoyousupposemeacommercialgent？"saidI。"DoIlookone？"
　　"Can’tsayyoudomuch，"saidMrsPritchard；"youhavenoringsonyourfingers，noragiltchainatyourwaistcoat—pocket，butwhenyousaid’boxHarry，’Inaturallytookyoutobeoneofthecommercialgents，forwhenIwasatLiverpoolIwastoldthatthatwasawordoftheirs。"
　　"Ibelievethewordproperlybelongstothem，"saidI。"Iamnotoneofthem；butIlearntitfromthem，agreatmanyyearsago，whenIwasmuchamongstthem。Thosewhoseemployerswereinasmallwayofbusiness，orallowedtheminsufficientsalaries，frequentlyusedto’boxHarry，’thatis，haveabeaf—steak，ormutton—chop，orperhapsbaconandeggs，asIamgoingtohave，alongwithteaandale，insteadoftheregulardinnerofacommercialgentleman，namely，fish，hotjoint，andfowl，pintofsherry，tart，aleandcheese，andbottleofoldport，attheendofall。"
　　Havingmadearrangementsfor"boxingHarry"Iwentintothetap—
　　room，fromwhichIhadheardthevoiceofMrPritchardproceedingduringthewholeofmyconversationwithhiswife。HereIfoundtheworthylandlordseatedwithasinglecustomer；bothweresmoking。Thecustomerinstantlyarrestedmyattention。Hewasaman，seeminglyaboutfortyyearsofagewithabroadredface，withcertainsomethings，lookingverymuchlikeincipientcarbuncles，hereandthere，uponit。Hiseyesweregreyandlookedratherasiftheysquinted；hismouthwasverywide，andwhenitopeneddisplayedasetofstrong，white，uneventeeth。Hewasdressedinapepper—and—saltcoatoftheNewmarketcut，breechesofcorduroyandbrowntopboots，andhadonhisheadabroad，black，coarse，low—crownedhat。Inhislefthandheheldaheavywhale—bonewhipwithabrasshead。Isatdownonabenchnearlyoppositetohimandthelandlord。
　　"Well，"saidMrPritchard；"didyoufindyourwaytoLlanfair？"
　　"Yes，"saidI。
　　"Anddidyouexecutethebusinesssatisfactorilywhichledyouthere？"saidMrPritchard。
　　"Perfectly，"saidI。
　　"Well，whatdidyougiveastoneforyourlivepork？"saidhiscompanionglancingupatme，andspeakinginagruffvoice。
　　"Ididnotbuyanylivepork，"saidI；"doyoutakemeforapig—
　　jobber？"
　　"Ofcourse，"saidtheman，inpepper—and—salt；"whobutapigjobbercouldhavebusinessatLlanfair？"
　　"DoesLlanfairproducenothingbutpigs？"saidI。
　　"Nothingatall，"saidthemaninthepepper—and—salt，"thatis，nothingworthmentioning。Youwouldn’tgothereforrunts，thatis，ifyouwereinyourrightsenses；ifyouwereinwantofruntsyouwouldhavegonetomyparishandhaveappliedtome，MrBos；
　　thatisifyouwereinyoursenses。Wouldn’the，JohnPritchard？"
　　MrPritchardthusappealedtotookthepipeoutofhismouth，andwithsomehesitationssaidthathebelievedthegentlemanneitherwenttoLlanfairforpigsnorblackcattlebutuponsomeparticularbusiness。
　　"Well，"saidMrBos，"itmaybeso，butIcan’tconceivehowanyperson，eithergentleorsimple，couldhaveanybusinessinAngleseysavethatbusinesswaspigsorcattle。"
　　"Thetruthis，"saidI，"IwenttoLlanfairtoseethebirth—placeofagreatman—thecleverestAngleseyeverproduced。"
　　"Thenyouwentwrong，"saidMrBos，"youwenttothewrongparish，youshouldhavegonetoPenmynnydd；theclebbermanofAngleseywasbornandburiedatPenmynnydd，youmayseehistombinthechurch。"
　　"YouarealludingtoBlackRobin，"saidI，"whowrotetheodeinpraiseofAnglesey—yes，hewasaverycleveryoungfellow，butexcuseme，hewasnothalfsuchapoetasGronwyOwen。"
　　"BlackRobin，"saidMrBos，"andGronowOwen，whotheDevilwerethey？Ineverheardofeither。Iwasn’ttalkingofthem，butoftheclebberestmantheworldeversaw。DidyouneverhearofOwenTiddir？Ifyoudidn’t，wheredidyougetyoureducation？"
　　"IhaveheardofOwenTudor，"saidI，"butneverunderstoodthathewasparticularlyclever；handsomeheundoubtedlywas—butclever—
　　"
　　"Hownotclebber？"interruptedMrBos。"Ifhewasn’tclebber，whowasclebber？Didn’themarryagreatqueen，andwasnotHarrytheEighthhisgreatgrandson？"
　　"Really，"saidI，"youknowagreatdealofhistory。"
　　"IshouldhopeIdo，"saidMrBos。"Oh，Iwasn’tatschoolatBlewmarisforsixmonthsfornothing；andIhaven’tbeeninNorthampton，andineverytowninEngland，withoutlearningsomethingofhistory。WithregardtohistoryImaysaythatfew—
　　Won’tyoudrink？"saidhe，patronizingly，ashepushedajugofalewhichstoodbeforehimonalittletabletowardsme。
　　BeggingpolitelytobeexcusedonthepleathatIwasjustabouttotaketea，IaskedhiminwhatcapacityhehadtravelledalloverEngland。
　　"Asadrovertobesure，"saidMrBos，"andImaysaythattherearenotmanyinAngleseybetterknowninEnglandthanmyself—atanyrateImaysaythatthereisnotapublic—housebetweenhereandWorcesteratwhichIamnotknown。"
　　"Prayexcuseme，"saidI，"butisnotdrovingratheralow—lifedoccupation？"
　　"Nothalfsomuchaspig—jobbing，"saidBos，"andthatthat’syourtradeIamcertain，oryouwouldneverhavegonetoLlanfair。"
　　"Iamnopig—jobber，"saidI，"andwhenIaskedyouthatquestionaboutdroving，ImerelydidsobecauseoneEllisWynn，inabookhewrote，givesthedroversaverybadcharacter，andputstheminHellfortheirmal—practices。"
　　"Oh，hedoes，"saidMrBos，"well，thenexttimeImeethimatCorwenI’llcrackhisheadforsayingso。Mal—practices—hehadbetterlookathisown，forheisapig—jobbertoo。Writtenabookhashe？thenIsupposehehasbeenleftalegacy，andgonetoschoolaftermiddle—age，forwhenIlastsawhim，whichisfouryearsago，hecouldneitherreadnorwrite。"
　　IwasabouttotellMrBosthattheEllisWynnthatImeantwasnomoreapig—jobberthanmyself，butarespectableclergyman，whohadbeendeadconsiderablyupwardsofahundredyears，andthatalso，notwithstandingmyrespectforMrBos’sknowledgeofhistory，IdidnotbelievethatOwenTudorwasburiedatPenmynnydd，whenIwaspreventedbytheentranceofMrsPritchard，whocametoinformmethatmyrepastwasreadyintheotherroom，whereuponIgotupandwentintotheparlourto"boxHarry。"
　　Havingdispatchedmybaconandeggs，teaandale，Ifellintodeepmeditation。Mymindrevertedtoalongpastperiodofmylife，whenIwastoacertainextentfixedupwithcommercialtravellers，andhadplentyofopportunitiesofobservingtheirhabits，andthetermsemployedbytheminconversation。Icalledupseveralindividualsofthetwoclassesintowhichtheyusedtobedivided，forcommercialtravellersinmytimeweredividedintotwoclasses，thosewhoatedinnersanddranktheirbottleofport，andthosewho"boxedHarry。"Whatgloriousfellowsthefirstseemed！Whatairstheygavethemselves！Whatoathstheyswore！andwhatinfluencetheyhadwithhostlersandchambermaids！andwhatasneaking—
　　lookingsettheotherswere！shabbyintheirapparel；nofineferocityintheircountenances；nooathsintheirmouths，exceptsuchatrumperyapologyforanoathasanoccasional"confoundedhard；"withlittleornoinfluenceatinns，scowledatbyhostlers，andneversmiledatbychambermaids—andthenIrememberedhowoftenIhadbotheredmyheadinvaintoaccountfortheoriginoftheterm"boxHarry，"andhowoftenIhadinvainappliedbothtothosewhodidboxandtothosewhodidnot"boxHarry，"foraclearandsatisfactoryelucidationoftheexpression—andatlastfoundmyselfagainbotheringmyheadasofoldinavainattempttoaccountfortheoriginoftheterm"boxingHarry。"
　　CHAPTERXXXIV
　　Northampton—Horse—Breaking—Snoring。
　　TIREDatlengthwithmyvaineffortstoaccountforthetermwhichinmytimewassomuchinvogueamongstcommercialgentlemenIleftthelittleparlour，andrepairedtothecommonroom。MrPritchardandMrBoswerestilltheresmokinganddrinking，buttherewasnowacandleonthetablebeforethem，fornightwasfastcomingon。
　　MrBoswasgivinganaccountofhistravelsinEngland，sometimesinWelsh，sometimesinEnglish，towhichMrPritchardwaslisteningwiththegreatestattention，occasionallyputtingina"seetherenow，"and"whatafinethingitistohavegoneabout。"AftersometimeMrBosexclaimed：
　　"Ithink，uponthewhole，ofalltheplacesIhaveseeninEnglandIlikeNorthamptonbest。"
　　"Isuppose，"saidI，"youfoundthemenofNorthamptongood—
　　tempered，jovialfellows？"
　　"Can’tsayIdid，"saidMrBos；"theyareallshoe—makers，andofcoursequarrelsomeandcontradictory，forwherewasthereeverashoemakerwhowasnotconceitedandeasilyriled？No，IhavelittletosayinfavourofNorthamptonasfarasthemenareconcerned。It’snotthemenbutthewomenthatmakemespeakinpraiseofNorthampton。Themenallareill—tempered，butthewomenquitethecontrary。IneversawsuchaplaceformerchedanladdasNorthampton。Iwasagreatfavouritewiththem，andcouldtellyousuchtales。"
　　AndthenMrBos，puttinghishatratherononesideofhishead，toldustwoorthreetalesofhisadventureswiththemerchedanladdofNorthampton，whichbroughtpowerfullytomymindpartofwhatEllisWynnhadsaidwithrespecttothepracticesofdroversinhisday，detestationforwhichhadinducedhimtoputthewholetribeintoHell。
　　AllofasuddenIheardagallopingdowntheroad，andpresentlyamightyplunging，seeminglyofahorse，beforethedooroftheinn。
　　Irushedoutfollowedbymycompanions，andlo，ontheopenspacebeforetheinnwasayounghorse，rearingandkicking，withayoungmanonhisback。Thehorsehadneitherbridlenorsaddle，andtheyoungfellowmerelyrodehimwitharopepassedabouthishead—
　　presentlythehorsebecametolerablyquiet，andhisriderjumpingoffledhimintothestable，wherehemadehimfasttotherackandthencameandjoinedus，whereuponweallwentintotheroomfromwhichIandtheothershadcomeonhearingthenoiseofthestruggle。
　　"Howcameyouonthecolt’sback，Jenkins？"saidMrPritchard，afterwehadallsatdownandJenkinshadcalledforsomecwrw。"I
　　didnotknowthathewasbrokein。"
　　"Iambreakinghiminmyself，"saidJenkinsspeakingWelsh。"I
　　beganwithhimto—night。"
　　"Doyoumeantosay，"saidI，"thatyouhavebegunbreakinghiminbymountinghisback？"
　　"Ido，"saidtheother。
　　"Thendependuponit，"saidI，"thatitwillnotbelongbeforehewilleitherbreakhisneckorkneesorhewillbreakyourneckorcrown。Youarenotgoingtherightwaytowork。"
　　"Oh，mynDiawl！"saidJenkins，"Iknowbetter。InadayortwoI
　　shallhavemadehimquitetame，andhavegothimintoexcellentpacesandshallhavesavedthemoneyImusthavepaidaway，hadI
　　puthimintoajockey’shands。"
　　Timepassed，nightcameon，andotherguestscamein。Therewasmuchtalkingoffirst—rateWelshandveryindifferentEnglish，MrBosbeingtheprincipalspeakerinbothlanguages；hisdiscoursewaschieflyonthecomparativemeritsofAngleseyruntsandScotchbullocks，andthoseofthemerchedanladdofNorthamptonandthelassesofWrexham。HepreferredhisowncountryruntstotheScotchkine，butsaiduponthewhole，thoughaWelshman，hemustgivethepreferencetothemerchedofNorthamptonoverthoseofWrexham，forfreeandeasydemeanour，notwithstandingthatinthatpointwhichhesaidwasthemostdesirablepointinfemales，thelassesofWrexhamweregenerallyconsideredout—and—outers。
　　FondasIamoflisteningtopublic—houseconversation，fromwhichIgenerallycontrivetoextractbothamusementandedification，I
　　becamerathertiredofthis，andgettingup，strolledaboutthelittlevillagebymoonlighttillIfeltdisposedtoretiretorest，whenreturningtotheinn，IbeggedtobeshowntheroominwhichI
　　wastosleep。MrsPritchardforthwithtakingacandleconductedmetoasmallroomupstairs。Thereweretwobedsinit。Thegoodladypointingtoone，nextthewindow，inwhichtherewerenicecleansheets，toldmethatwastheonewhichIwastooccupy，andbiddingmegood—night，andleavingthecandle，departed。PuttingoutthelightIgotintobed，butinstantlyfoundthatthebedwasnotlongenoughbyatleastafoot。"Ishallpassanuncomfortablenight，"saidI，"forIneveryetcouldsleepcomfortablyinabedtooshort。However，asIamonmytravels，Imustendeavourtoaccommodatemyselftocircumstances。"SoIendeavouredtocomposemyselftosleep；before，however，Icouldsucceed，Iheardthesoundofstumpingstepscomingupstairs，andperceivedabeamoflightthroughthecrevicesofthedoor，andinamomentmorethedooropenedandincametwoloutishfarmingladswhomIhadobservedbelow，oneofthembearingarushlightstuckintoanoldblacking—bottle。Withoutsayingawordtheyflungoffpartoftheirclothes，andoneofthemhavingblownouttherushlight，theybothtumbledintobed，andinamomentweresnoringmostsonorously。"Iaminashortbed，"saidI，"andhavesnorersclosebyme；IfearIshallhaveasorrynightofit。"Idetermined，however，toadheretomyresolutionofmakingthebestofcircumstances，andlayperfectlyquiet，listeningtothesnoringsastheyroseandfell；atlasttheybecamemoregentleandIfellasleep，notwithstandingmyfeetwereprojectingsomewayfromthebed。ImighthavelaintenminutesoraquarterofanhourwhenI