CHAPTER 8
turned to tom, and said in Gores letter?
It en asked for it before.
`You knoter, fatom, as to him.
`to be sure I do, said Mr tulliver, rat o t? If Furley cant take to ty, somebody else can: ty o people in t its being ell em to get t doo St Oggs well enouging me.
`No, dear fat out, entreatingly, `its a very long many hing is changed.
Mr tulliver looked at ternately artled gaze: t mucen transiently arrested it came upon ire novelty.
`Yes, fatom, in anso t trouble your mind about business until you are quite tled about t for t - about ts.
`s settled ther, angrily.
`Dont you take on too muc it, sir, said Luke. `Youd s o Master tom - I said, youd ha paid iverybody, if you could.
Good Luke felt, after tented in servitude, t sense of natural fitness in rank ragedy to o say somet om, o decline t of y pounds out of t ready to ongue. t to lay t painful ers bewildered mind.
`Paid everybody? agitation, ing up. `... ?
`O fat t terrible ed t. `Bear it hem all - he says he will, when hes a man.
S o tremble - rembled too, as er a fes,
`Ay, my little wenc I swice oer.
`But pero see my pay everybody, fatom, speaking effort.
`Aulliver, s mine. t een - its an up for you - but you mustnt t at your fatoo many for ion - tll start you.
Somet en preceded a recurrence of paralysis, remulous. tom said notill struggling against ion to rus a minute or t seem to be wandering again.