d I, "I'll not take
it, for I don't like to be cheated, so give me my book again"; and I
attempted to take it away from the fat gentleman's hand. "Stop," said
the younger man; "are you sure that you won't take less?" "Not a
farthing," said I; which was not altogether true, but I said so. "Well,"
said the fat gentleman, "I will give you what you ask"; and sure enough
he presently gave me the money; so I made a bow, and was leaving the
shop, when it came into my head that there was something odd in all this,
and, as I had the money in my pocket, I turned back, and, making another
bow, said, "May I be so bold as to ask why you gave me all this money for
that 'ere dirty book? When I came into the shop, I should have been glad
to get a shilling for it; but I saw you wanted it, and asked five
guineas." Then they looked at one another, and smiled, and shrugged up
their shoulders. Then the first man, looking at me, said, "Friend, you
have been a little too sharp for us; however, we can afford to forgive
you, as my friend here has long been in quest of this particular book;
there are plenty of editions, as I told you, and a common copy is not
worth five shillings; but this is a first edition, and a copy of the
first edition is worth its weight in gold."'
'So, after all, they outwitted you,' I observed.
'Clearly,' said the man; 'I might have got double the price, had I known
the value; but I don't care, much good may it do them, it has done me
plenty. By means of it I have got into an honest, respectable trade, in
which there's little danger and plenty of profit, and got out of one
which would have got me lagged, sooner or later.'
'But,' said I, 'you ought to remember that the thing was not yours; you
took it from me, who had been requested by a poor old apple-woman to
exchange it for a Bible.'
'Well,' said the man, 'did she ever get her Bible?'
'Yes,' said I, 'she got her Bible.'
'Then she has no cause to complain; and, as for you, chance or something
else has sent you to me, that I may make you reasonable amends for any
loss you may have had. Here am I ready to make you my bonnet, with forty
or fifty shillings a week, which you say yourself are capital wages.'
'I find no fault with the wages,' said I, 'but I don't like the employ.'
'Not like bonneting,' said the man; 'ah, I see, you would like to be
principal; well, a time may come--those long white fingers of yours would
just serve for the business.'
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