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Yes , I 'll give ` Earty ` is due . There ai n't many as can knock spots off ` im as a greengrocer , though as far as bein ' a man , I seen better things than ` im come out o ' cheese . '' On the Saturday morning after Bindle 's visit to Dick Little , Mr. Hearty was busily engaged in superintending the arrangement of his Fulham High Street shop , giving an order here and a touch there , always with excellent results . According to his wont he had returned from market before eight o'clock , breakfasted , hurried round to his other shop in the Wandsworth Bridge Road , and before ten was back again at Fulham . He was occupied in putting the finishing touches to a honey-coloured pyramid of apples , each in its nest of pink paper like a setting hen , when an ill-favoured man entered leading an enormous dog , in which the salient points of the mastiff , bull-terrier , and French poodle struggled for expression . The man looked at a dirty piece of paper he held in his hand . `` Name of ` Earty ? ''