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The fat woman regarded him silently for some time. Her expression of scrutiny gave way to a quiet satisfaction. Then her brown eyes went to the river. "Poor Jim," she said. "'E 'adn't much Tact ever." She added mildly: "I can't 'ardly say I'm sorry." "Nor me," said Mr. Polly, and got a step nearer the thought in him. "But it don't seem much good his having been alive, does it?"
"I'll tell your missis," I ses. "It 'ud be much easier for her to do her dooty properly than it would you. She'd enjoy doing it, too." He went off agin then, and I thought he 'ad done with me, but he 'adn't. He spoke to me that evening as if I was the greatest friend he 'ad in the world.
He'd 'ad a bit of shock before you come in, sir." "Yes?" murmured P. Sybarite absently. "Yes, sir; a bit of a shock, owin' to 'is 'avin' quarrelled with Mr. Bayard, sir." "Oh!" P. Sybarite roused. "Quarrelled with his son, you say?" "Yes, sir; somethin' dreadful they was goin' on. 'E couldn't 'ave got over it when you come. Mr. Bayard 'adn't been gone, not more than five minutes, sir."
The mouth was shrewd, but its expression was oddly contradicted by the eyes, which had on the whole a childish, weak look. 'I think yer must leave it to me, 'Liza, he said at last. 'I'll do all for the best. 'No yer'll not, John, said the dying voice. 'You'd a done a many stupid things if I 'adn't stopped yer. An I'm a-goin. You'll never leave it wi Bessie?
"Talk sense!" ses Ginger. "We paid our share o' the cab, didn't we? And more fools us." "There won't be no share," ses Peter Russet; "but if there is, we're going to'ave it." They undressed themselves and got into bed, and Ginger 'adn't been in his five minutes afore the dog started to get in with 'im.
"Oh no, no!" and Innocent looked distressed "Perhaps it's too little I hope you are not wronging yourself?" The waggoner laughed, kindly enough. "Don't ye mind ME!" he said "I'M all right! If I 'adn't two kids at 'ome I'd charge ye nothin' but I'm goin' to get 'em a toy they wants, an' I'll take the 'arf-crown for the luck of it. Good-day t'ye! Hope you'll find an easy place!"
If you 'adn't staked me when I was stony broke three years ago, Davy, I'd be in the poor 'ouse now, I daresay. You saved the show for me and I'm properly grateful to you, even though you won't let me mention it. Next season Ruby will go out with the show, but I'm getting a new clown. That is, she'll go unless something important 'appens to pervent." He screwed up his eye very mysteriously.
"More nor that, sur," burst in the impatient and indignant Rooney, "he would 'ave gone into that there room, sur, if I may miscall a dark closet by that name an' 'ave pulled the bed out from under Mrs Timms, who's a-dyin', sur, if I 'adn't chanced to come in, sur, an' kick the spalpeen into the street, as you see'd."
"Burned up the old cabin!" moaned the engineer, "an' my Sunday rig-out in my locker, an' my Post Office Savings Bank book sewed up in the pillar o' my bunk, along o' my last week's wages what I 'adn't paid in." "I shouldn't wonder if Government 'ung on to they savings o' yourn," said the stoker, shaking his head. "It's a pity, but you'd invested yours as I 'ave mine," he added.
"It began with pop to pop something Shakespeare in places where they 'adn't 'eard of 'im. But you know 'is way." Mr. Hucks arose, visibly pondering. 'Dolph, who had been keeping an eye on him, rose also, and 'Dolph's tail worked as if attached to a steam engine. "There's a cargo, mostly beer, to be fetched up from Stratford," said Mr. Hucks after a pause.
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