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he questioned , beckoning me nearer with a motion of the kettle . `` One who has lost his way -- '' `` In silver buttons an ' a jerry ` at -- hum ! You 're a young nob , you are , a swell , a tippy , a go -- that 's what you are ! Wherefore and therefore I ask what you might be a-doing in this here wood at midnight 's lone hour ? '' `` I am lost -- '' `` Aha ! '' said he , eyeing me dubiously and scratching his long , blue chin with the spout of his kettle . `` A young gent in a jerry ` at -- lost an ' wandering far from a luxurious ` ome in a wood at midnight !