text:  After moving about in a moping way for a day or two--mumbling in corners and pretending to fall on his knees in his old fashion in the midst of the street he suddenly got up flung his broad-brimmed beaver into the kennel trampled his wig in the dirt so as to expose his large ears as of old ran home pulled his rusty black doublet out of the chest where it had lain for years squeezing it on as he best could--for he had got somewhat corpulent in the mean time--and thus transfigured he set out to consult the village attorney with whom it was observed he remained closeted for several hours turning over Burns' Justice and perusing an office-copy of his indenture with the Squire--a planetary conjunction from which those who were astrologically given boded no good