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And the noospapers 'asn't 'arf been sendin' down to-day ... reporters and photographers ... you oughter seen the crowd as come by the mornin' train ..." "I wonder what they'll get out of Manderton," commented Robin rather grimly to himself as his train puffed leisurely, after the habit of Sunday trains, into the quiet little station.
"'E don't 'arf know 'is job, the coxswain of that boat." The boat in question with a single slow stroke moved up obediently. "Stand by!" sang the metallic voice again. Then Bang! They were off. As if released by the concussion, a wild pandemonium burst from the waiting spectators' throats. The light boats sprang forward like things alive, and in their churning wakes came the crowded steam-boats.
And looking at you, I don't wonder at it." Ginger 'arf got up, but Sam gave him a look and 'e sat down agin, and then they all sat quiet while the nevy went on telling them about 'is gal. "I should like to see 'er," ses his uncle at last. "Call round for me at seven to-morrow night," ses the young 'un, "and I'll introduce you."
"The lidy said," he declared, "that the white-headed gentleman would give me 'arf a crown for this 'ere!" Wrayson gave him the money, and stepped back into the room. He gave the paper to the Colonel, who read it calmly, first to himself and then aloud. "I leave you to your conshens. He may have been bad, but he was good to me! The Colonel's eyes grew very soft.
"If you ain't back in arf an hour, Peter," 'e ses, scowling at 'im, "you'll 'ear from me, I can tell you." "Don't you worry about that," ses Isaac, with a smile. "I'm going to take 'em." "You?" ses Ginger; "but you can't. You ain't got no clothes." "I'm going to wear Peter's," ses Isaac, with a smile. Peter asked 'im to listen to reason, but it was all no good.
If people on'y started life as night-watchmen there wouldn't be one 'arf the falling in love that there is now. I remember one chap, as nice a fellow as you could wish to meet, too. He always carried his sweet-heart's photograph about with 'im, and it was the on'y thing that cheered 'im up during the fourteen years he was cast away on a deserted island.
Officers and men, we were new to the game then, and we held rather exaggerated notions as to the amount of care to be observed in moving up to the trenches. "Blimy, son!" whispered the trench guide, "you might think we was only a couple o' 'unnerd yards away from Fritzie's trenches! We're a good two an' a 'arf miles back 'ere.
"'Look 'ere, I ses, shoving 'im off. "'She fell overboard, he ses, dancing about. 'Oh, my pore sister! Quick! Quick! I can't swim! "He ran to the side and pointed at the water, which was just about at 'arf-tide. Then 'e caught 'old of me agin. "'Make 'aste, he ses, giving me a shove behind. 'Jump in. Wot are you waiting for? "I stood there for a moment 'arf dazed, looking down at the water.
With a sudden tightening of the muscles he became aware of a figure walking noiselessly beside him. His first impression was of a face singularly broad above and with a wide empty grin as its chief feature below, of a slouching body and dragging feet. "Arf a mo'," said the figure, as if in response to his start, and speaking in a hoarse whisper. "Arf a mo', mister.
"In a word, Brimberly," pursued his master, seating himself upon the escritoire and swinging his leg, "I want some old clothes, shabby clothes moth-eaten, stained, battered, and torn. Also a muffler and an old hat. Can you find me some?" "No, sir, I don't that is, yessir, I do. Hexcuse me, sir 'arf a moment, sir." Saying which, Mr.
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