You might n't happen to have a piece of cheese about you , now ? No ? Well , many 's the long night I 've dreamed of cheese -- toasted , mostly -- and woke up again , and here I were . '' `` If ever I can get aboard again , '' said I , `` you shall have cheese by the stone . '' All this time he had been feeling the stuff of my jacket , smoothing my hands , looking at my boots , and generally , in the intervals of his speech , showing a childish pleasure in the presence of a fellow creature . But at my last words he perked up into a kind of startled slyness . `` If ever you can get aboard again , says you ? '' he repeated . `` Why , now , who 's to hinder you ? '' `` Not you , I know , '' was my reply . `` And right you was , '' he cried . `` Now you -- what do you call yourself , mate ? '' `` Jim , '' I told him . `` Jim , Jim , '' says he , quite pleased apparently . `` Well , now , Jim , I 've lived that rough as you 'd be ashamed to hear of . Now , for instance , you would n't think I had had a pious mother -- to look at me ? '' he asked . `` Why , no , not in particular , '' I answered . `` Ah , well , '' said he , `` but I had -- remarkable pious . And I was a civil , pious boy , and could rattle off my catechism that fast , as you could n't tell one word from another .
And here 's what it come to , XXXXX , and it begun with chuck-farthen on the blessed grave-stones !
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