"I say, Rasp. Confound the man! Rasp, will you leave that fire alone? Do you want to roast me?" "What's the good o' you saying will I leave the fire alone, Mr Pug?" said the man addressed, stoking savagely at the grate; "you know as well as I do that if I leave it half hour you never touches it, but lets it go out." Half a scuttle of coals poured on. "No, no. No more coals, Rasp."
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