'Tisn't that so much. Old Gaffer always had summat
for a man to do, I can tell ye.
_Radical Reformer_. Glad to hear it, though it's unusual. Then I
suppose it is the intolerable dulness of the country that drives you
away from it.
_Rural Labourer_. 'Tisn't that either. Things be a bit dull in
winter-time, cert'nly. But there--we've a Public, also a Free Reading
Room, and--
_Radical Reformer_ (_disappointed_). Glad to hear it, again, I'm sure,
though that also is unusual. Your house, now--rather, I ought to call
it, your hovel, perhaps--lets in the rain badly--reeks with damp--only
one room, and that a pigstye, eh?
_Rural Labourer_ (_offended_). Come now, don't you call my house a
pigstye! Three good rooms, and not a bit o' damp or dirt about it.
_Radical Reformer_. Then the wages are low, and a tyrannical landlord
refuses allotments, eh?
_Rural Labourer_. Allotments! I could have as many as I wanted for the
asking. But there--I _didn't_ want 'em, y'see, and I _didn't_ ask.
_Radical Reformer_ (_gravelled_).
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