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_Taig:_ Any little job at all I could do for you------

_Darby:_ All I would ask of you is to give me my nourishment and my bite.

_Taig:_ I will do that. I will be your serving man.

_Darby:_ Ah, you are going too far in that.

_Taig:_ It's my born duty to do that much. I'll bring your dinner before you, if I can be anyway pleasing to you; you that is used to wealthy people.

_Darby:_ Indeed I was often in a house having up to twenty chimneys.

_Taig:_ You are a rare good man, nothing short of it, and you going as you did so high in the world.

_Darby:_ Any person would go high before he would put his hand out through the top of a chimney.

_Taig:_ Having full and plenty of every good thing.

_Darby:_ I saw nothing so plentiful as soot. There is not the equal of it nourishing a garden. It would turn every crop blue, being so good.

_Taig: (Weeping.)_ It is a very unkind thing to go drawing chimneys down on me and soot, and you having all that ever was!

_Darby:_ Little enough I have