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CHAPTER 8
I see? and never a bit o dressing on it. Youll do no good  this year.

    Mr Moss,  air of a macient-grumbling tone, ` do as t leave it to t money to play o put o to get out of it.

    `I dont kno isnt t paying interest, said Mr tulliver,  into a slig  natural and easy introduction to calling in money.

    `I kno, said Mr Moss, `but I  year, and hings have gone awkarder nor usual.

    `Ay, snarled Mr tulliver, `ty sacks ull never stand upright.

    `ell, I dont kno youve got to find ulliver, said Mr Moss deprecatingly, `I kno a day-labourer works harder.

    `s t, said Mr tulliver, s no capital to in? I  it from t; but youd neiten to me. And I cant lie out o My money any longer; for Ive got to pay five om an expense to me, as I s, even saying Id got back all as is my o look about and see hree hundred pounds.

    `ell, if ts er be sold up and ; I must part , to pay you and too.

    Poor relations are undeniably irritating: tence is so entirely uncalled for on our part, and t aly people. Mr tulliver ting quite as mucated o say angrily, rising from ,

    `ell, you must do as you can. I cant find money for everybody else as  look to my o lie out o my money any longer. You must raise it as quick as you can.

    Mr tulliver ly out of ttered t sentence and  looking round at Mr Moss  on to tc boy ing in a state of  its alleviations, for baby  gurgling sounds and performing a great deal of finger practice on t c could never overcome  t t t  its consolatio
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