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He pocketed the guineas with the quickness of a conjurer, and, like a base-born cockney as he was, fell instantly to casting dirt. ''Ave your own way of it, Mr. Ramornie leastways Mr. St. Eaves, or whatever your blessed name may be. Look 'ere' turning for sympathy to the stable-boys 'this is a blessed business. Blessed 'ard, I calls it.
Sailormen wot turns on their best friends and makes them sleep on the cold 'ard floor while their new pal is in his bed don't get money lent to 'em. My neck is so stiff it creaks every time I move it, and I've got the rheumatics in my legs something cruel. "He began to 'um a song, and putting on 'is cap went out to get some brekfuss.
Sam sniffed so 'ard that at last the cabman noticed it, and asked 'im whether he 'ad got a cold. When Sam explained he seemed to think a minute or two, and then 'e said that it was 'is breakfast, but Sam could 'ave it if 'e liked to make up the money to a pound. "Take it or leave it," he ses, as Sam began to grumble. Poor Sam was so 'ungry he took it, and it done him good.
"I'm sorry it's come to this, George," she said, "but it 'asn't been my fault no more'n it's been your'n. Of course I've seen it a-comin', and I knowed it 'ad to be, some time; but I don't think there need be any 'ard words over it.
"He's a silly old man, and always pretends he's starvin'. If you believe me, he's a thousand pounds stowed away somewheres. I on'y wish," added he, with a sigh, "he'd give me a taste of it, for its 'ard, up-'ill work makin' ends meet, particular when a man's deceived by parties. No matter. I'll pull through; you see!"
The 'chumpine' being still alive within him, in the excitement of the moment he leaped the hand-gate leading out of the shrubberies into the park; the noise the horse made in taking off resembling the trampling on wood-pavement. 'Cuss it, but it's 'ard! exclaimed he, as the horse slid two or three yards as he alighted on the frozen field.
If your friends see us thus engaged, you pray 'ard." Private and prisoner staggered downhill. No shots broke the peace of the afternoon, but once the young man checked and was sick. "There's a lot of things I could say to you," Copper observed, at the close of the paroxysm, "but it doesn't matter. Look 'ere, you call me 'pore Tommy' again." The prisoner hesitated.
"I've wore the Queen's Uniform for two years," said Jakin. "It's very 'ard, Sir, that a man don't get no recompense for doin' of 'is dooty, Sir." "An'- an' if I don't go, Sir," interrupted Lew, "the Bandmaster 'e says 'e'll catch an' make a bloo a blessed musician o' me, Sir. Before I've seen any service, Sir." The Colonel made no answer for a long time.
In the yellow glare of the carriage-lamp I saw the baronet look up at our windows, and if hatred could have killed, his eyes would have been as deadly as his pistol. "I can't mount the carriage unless you free my hands," said he. "'Old 'ard, Bill, for 'e looks vicious. Let go o' one arm at a time! Ah, would you then?" "Corcoran!
"Fifth o' November?" said Dickie, sitting down and beginning to draw to himself the rubbish that covered the ground. "Fifth of anything you like, so long as she ain't about," said he, driving in the spade. "'Ard as any old door-step it is. Never mind, we'll turn it over, and we'll get some little seedses and some little plantses and we shan't know ourselves." "I got a 'apenny," said Dickie.
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