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ing in strange towns

s son to
pursue his ostensible calling.
Young Jerry, walking with the stool under his arm at his father's
side along sunny and crowded Fleet-street, was a very different
Young Jerry from him of the previous night, running home through
darkness and solitude from his grim pursuer. His cunning was fresh
with the day, and his qualms were gone with the night--in which
particulars it is not improbable that he had compeers in Fleet-street
and the City of London, that fine morning.
"Father," said Young Jerry, as they walked along: taking care to
keep at arm's length and to have the stool well between them:
"what's a Resurrection-Man?"
Mr. Cruncher came to a stop on the pavement before he answered,
"How should I know?"
"I thought you knowed everything, father," said the artless boy.
"Hem [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Well," returned Mr. Cruncher, going on again, and lifting off
his hat to give his spikes free play, "he's a tradesman."
"What's his goods, father?" asked the brisk Young Jerry.
"His goods," said Mr. Cruncher [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], after turning it over in his mind,
"is a branch of Scientific goods."
"Persons' bodies, ain't it, father?" asked the lively boy.
"I believe it is something of that sort," said Mr. Cruncher.
"Oh, father [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I should so like to be a Resurrection-Man