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The friend glanced round the carriage apologetically about the middle of this story, with an expression that said: "I'm awfully sorry, gentlemen; but it really is not my fault. You see the position I'm in. Don't blame me. Don't make it worse for me to bear than it is." THE FRIEND GLANCED ROUND THE CARRIAGE APOLOGETICALLY ABOUT THE MIDDLE OF THIS STORY WITH AN EXPRESSION THAT SAID I'M AWFULLY SORRY GENTLEMEN BUT IT REALLY IS NOT MY FAULT YOU SEE THE POSITION I'M IN DON'T BLAME ME DON'T MAKE IT WORSE FOR ME TO BEAR THAN IT IS
sday, then?" But as the story progressed, he appeared to take a positive dislike to the dog, and only yawned each time that it was mentioned. Indeed, towards the end, I think, though I trust I am mistaken, I heard him mutter, "Oh, damn the dog!" After the dog story, we thought we were going to have a little quiet. But we were mistaken; for, with the same breath with which he finished the dog rigmarole, our talkative companion added: "But I can tell you a funnier thing than that--" We all felt we could believe that assertion. If he had boasted that he could tell a duller, more uninteresting story, we should have doubted him; but the possibility of his being able to relate something funnier, we could readily grasp. But it was not a bit funnier, after all. It was only longer and more involved. It was the history of a man who grew his own celery; and then, later on, it turned out that his wife was the niece, by the mother's side, of a man who had made an ottoman out of an old packing-case. EN OR WAS THAT ON THE MONDAY OR THE TUESDAY THEN BUT AS THE STORY PROGRESSED HE APPEARED TO TAKE A POSITIVE DISLIKE TO THE DOG AND ONLY YAWNED EACH TIME THAT IT WAS MENTIONED INDEED TOWARDS THE END I THINK THOUGH I TRUST I AM MISTAKEN I HEARD HIM MUTTER OH DAMN THE DOG AFTER THE DOG STORY WE THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO HAVE A LITTLE QUIET BUT WE WERE MISTAKEN FOR WITH THE SAME BREATH WITH WHICH HE FINISHED THE DOG RIGMAROLLE OUR TALKATIVE COMPANION ADDED BUT I CAN TELL YOU A FUNNIER THING THAN THAT WE ALL FELT WE COULD BELIEVE THAT ASSERTION IF HE HAD BOASTED THAT HE COULD TELL A DULLER MORE UNINTERESTING STORY WE SHOULD HAVE DOUBTED HIM BUT THE POSSIBILITY OF HIS BEING ABLE TO RELATE SOMETHING FUNNIER WE COULD READILY GRASP BUT IT WAS NOT A BIT FUNNIER AFTER ALL IT WAS ONLY LONGER AND MORE INVOLVED IT WAS THE HISTORY OF A MAN WHO GREW HIS OWN SALARY AND THEN LATER ON IT TURNED OUT THAT HIS WIFE WAS THE NIECE BY THE MOTHER'S SIDE OF A MAN WHO HAD MADE AN OTTOMAN OUT OF AN OLD PACKING CASE
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