CHAPTER 7
BOOK IX
CHAPTER VII
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As Tom, an' please your honour, had no business at that time with the Moorish girl, he passed on into the room beyond, to talk to the Jew's widow about love -- -- -and this pound of sausages; and being, as I have told your honour, an open cheery-hearted lad, with his character wrote in his looks and carriage, he took a chair, and without much apology, but with great civility at the same time, placed it close to her at the table, and sat down.
There is nothing so awkward, as courting a woman, an' please your honour, whilst she is making sausages -- -- -So Tom began a discourse upon them; first, gravely, -- -- "as how they were made -- -- -with what meats, herbs, and spices" -- Then a little gayly, -- as, "With what skins -- -- -and if they never burst -- -- -Whether the largest were not the best? " -- -- -and so on -- taking care only as he went along, to season what he had to say upon sausages, rather under than over; -- -- -that he might have room to act in -- -- -
