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He went without the next night, but 'e was such a generous man that 'e would pay every fourth time, and there was no pleasure to the other chaps to see 'im pay and 'ave nothing out of it. It spoilt their evening, and owing to 'aving only about 'arf wot they was accustomed to they all got up very disagreeable next morning. "Why not take just a little beer, Bill?" asks Ginger.
'E needs a little cheerin', awfter the mess 'e's made o' things! 'For trying to put before a member of the Government a statement of the injustice 'That ain't why they're in gaol. It's fur ringin' wot's-'is-name's door-bell. 'Kickin' up rows in the street 'Oh, you shut up, says the old champion, out of patience. 'You've 'ad 'arf a pint too much.
How little did I then dream of the amazing surprise that was in store for me! 'Oh, 'm, 'e's come! she exclaimed, 'an' you never did see anything in your life 'arf so funny. I've been larfin' fit to split my sides. 'Elizabeth, I said coldly, 'what is wrong? Of whom are you speaking? For answer she threw her apron over her head and went off into an almost hysterical fit of laughing.
"It was 'er dooty. She'd got money, and I ought to have 'ad my 'arf of it. Nothing can make up for that wasted twenty years nothing." "P'r'aps she'll take you back," said Mr. Wotton. "Take me back?" repeated Mr. Davis. "O' course she'll take me back. She'll have to. There's a law in the land, ain't there?
"Straight or not, you won't get no change over this counter, so there you've the straight tip. Now sling yer 'ook, Slimy, an' get it somewhere else." "If you've any accusion to make " "Hold yer noise! What's he ordered, Liz?" "Pot o' old six," answered the girl. "Got sixpence, Slimy?" "No, I ain't, Mrs. Sprowl," muttered the creature. "I've got arf a suvrin." "Then go an' get change for it.
I did dance arf a walz with her but why? Because she asked me to it and as a Gentleman I was bound to oblige! And that was afterwards too, when I had put that ring on which is the sauce of all my recent aggony.
"It ain't so 'orrid as I 'ad fancied," ses Sam, lap-ping up the rest very gentle. "'Ave you 'ad enough to do you all the good it ought to?" Mr. Goodman said that it was no good 'arf doing a thing, and p'r'aps he 'ad better 'ave one more; and arter Sam 'ad paid for the next two they went out arm-in-arm. "'Ow cheerful everybody looks!" ses Mr. Good-man, smiling.
"Jock gave him the bird, not 'arf. But I thought it about time to be going home." So the party prepared to go home. The bus was voted dull. Somebody suggested the tube. Corporal Smith consented. He had forgotten that at Oxford Circus station the lifts have been abolished in favour of sliding staircases.
"I was listening at the key-'ole while the row was goin' on." "There was a row, was there?" A faint smile of retrospective enjoyment lit up Albert's face. "An orful row! Shoutin' and yellin' and cussin' all over the shop. About you and Lidy Maud." "And you drank it in, eh?" "Pardon?" "I say, you listened?" "Not 'arf I listened.
Of course, 'ad we reflected, we might have known that exposin' illuminated rockin'-horses to an army that was learnin' to ride on 'em partook of the nature of a double entender, as the French say same as waggling the tiller lines at a man who's had a hanging in the family. I knew the cox of the Archimandrite's galley 'arf killed for a similar plaisan-teree.
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