redthatthefaithfulswainandtheamorousshepherdessshoulddrinkoutofoneandthesamepot.
''Urryupan''aveyourwhack,'saidCorydon,politelyhandingthefoamingbowlforhisfaironetodrinkfrom.
Phyllis,withoutreplying,raisedittoherlipsanddrankdeep.Theswainwatchedanxiously.
''Ere,giveusachanst!'hesaid,asthepotwasraisedhigherandhigheranditscontentsappearedtobegettinglessandless.
Atthistheamorousshepherdessstoppedandhandedthepottoherlover.
'Well,I'mdashed!'saidCorydon,lookingintoitandadded:'Iguessyouknowathingortwo.'Thenwithcourtlygraceputtinghisownlipstotheplacewherehadbeenthoseofhisbeloved,finishedthepint.
'Go'lumme!'remarkedtheshepherdess,smackingherlips,'thatwassomethin'like!'Andsheputouthertongueandlickedherlips,andthenbreatheddeeply.
Thefaithfulswainhavingfinished,gavealongsigh,andsaid:
'Well,Icoulddowithsomemore!'
'Forthematterofthet,Icoulddowithagargle!'
Thusencouraged,thegallantreturnedtothebar,andsoonbroughtoutasecondpint.
'You'avefustpop,'amorouslyremarkedPhyllis,andhetookalongdrinkandhandedthepottoher.
She,withmaidenmodesty,turneditsoastohaveadifferentparttodrinkfrombutheremarkedashesawher:
'Youarebloomin'particular.'
Then,unwillingtogrievehim,sheturneditbackagainandappliedherrubylipstotheplacewherehishadbeen.
'Nowweshan'tbelong!'sheremarked,asshehandedhimbackthepot.
Thefaithfulswaintookoutofhispocketashortclaypipe,blewthroughit,filledit,andbegantosmoke,whilePhyllissighedatthethoughtofthecoolliquidglidingdownherthroat,andwiththepleasingrecollectiongentlystrokedherstomach.ThenCorydonspat,andimmediatelyhislovesaid:
'Icanspitfartherthanthet.'
'Ibetyeryercan't.'
Shetried,anddid.Hecollectedhimselfandspatagain,furtherthanbefore,shefollowedhim,andinthisidylliccontesttheyremainedtillthetootlinghornwarnedthemtotaketheirplaces.
AtlasttheyreachedChingford,andherethehorsesweretakenoutandthedrag,onwhichtheyweretolunch,drawnupinashelteredspot.Theywereallratherhungry,butasitwasnotyetfeeding-time,theyscatteredtohavedrinksmeanwhile.LizaandTom,withSallyandheryoungman,wentofftogethertothenearestpublic-house