AND HIS FRIEND VERDANT GREEN.
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"Well, good bye, Giglamps. Give my love to Sairey and the little uns," said Mr. Bouncer, with a kind remembrance of imaginary individuals.
Verdant Green clambered up to his seat behind the coachman; nodded another farewell to little Mr. Bouncer, who waved his cap as a parting salute; the horses' heads were let go; and the coach clattered up the High.
