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Mr. Christopher Jennifer came to the kitchen in the middle of all this fussing over the child, with his bill and his hedging-gloves and his boots caked with muck. He was a short, round-headed man with bowed legs and a broad chest, and, after hearing the truth of it all from his wife, he laid the child solemnly and deliberately across his knee. "Come now, Chris, man, he ben't fit for ye yet."
"Oh, ben't he? I reckon it will make him livelier nor cakes."