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"'What about me Ginger old pal? ses Sam, in a kind voice. 'We must divide it into threes. "'Threes? ses Ginger, staring at'im. 'Whaffor? "''Cos part of it's mine, ses Sam, struggling 'ard to be perlite. 'I've paid for everything for the last ten days, ain't I? "'Yes, ses Ginger. 'You 'ave, and I thank you for it. "'So do I, ses Peter Russet. 'Hearty I do.
Jim followed him, having previously exchanged his own sovereign for twenty shillings in silver. As soon as Tom had left the butcher's shop Jim walked in. He was well known. "Mr. Butterfield, you 'aven't got a sovereign, 'ave you, as you could give me for twenty shillings in silver?" "Well, that's a rum 'un, Mr. Jim: generally it's t'other way: you want the silver for the gold.
And I can tell you we see there's reforms needed. We ought to 'ave the vote; and we know 'ow to appreciate the other women 'oo go to prison for tryin' to get it for us! With a little final bob of emphasis, and a glance over her shoulder at the old woman and the young one behind her, she was about to retire. But she paused as the murmur in the crowd grew into distinct phrases.
"An' their cost!" grumbled Mrs Gowler, as she drained the second bottle by putting it to her lips. "They simply eat good money, an' never 'ave enough." "One must look after one's own," remarked Mavis. "Little dears! 'Ow I love their pretty prattle. It makes me think of 'eavens an' Gawd's angels," said Mrs Gowler. Then, as Mavis did not make any remark, she added: "Six was born 'ere last week."
"Now, Jim," began the old man-o'-war's-man, "you must spin us the yarn of all your cruising since you've been here. We've seen somethin' o' the elephant since we've been cast ashore, and that's not long. I don't wonder at you sayin' you 'ave been aboard this craft forty-three years."
My wife used to 'ave a very good figger." Mr. Wotton nodded. "He used to rave about it on that des " "When will she be back?" inquired Mr. Davis, interrupting him. Mrs. Smith shook her head. "I can't say," she replied, moving towards the door. "When she's off holidaying, I never know when she'll return. Shall I tell her you called?" "Tell her I certainly," said Mr. Davis, with great vehemence.
Père Jerome waited a little before replying; then he said, very gently: "I suppose dad muss 'ave been by accyden', Madame Delphine?" The little father felt a wish one which he often had when weeping women were before him that he were an angel instead of a man, long enough to press the tearful cheek upon his breast, and assure the weeper God would not let the lawyers and judges hurt her.
"A cask o' beer," he said, staring, as he took a glass from the dresser and crossed over to it. "You don't seem to 'ave taken much 'arm during my my going after work." "We 'ad it for the funeral, John," said his wife; "leastways, we 'ad two; this is the second." Mr. Blows, who had filled the glass, set it down on the table untasted; things seemed a trifle uncanny. "Go on," said Mrs.
By this time the violence of the storm had in a great measure abated, but as rain was still falling it was decided not to attempt to resume work that day. Besides, it would have been too late, even if the weather had cleared up. 'P'raps it's just as well it 'as rained, remarked one man. 'If it 'adn't some of us might 'ave got the sack tonight.
It was most probable that they had touched some rock there. They had struck against some hidden buttress which they had not felt in the midst of the convulsive fury of the wind which was tossing them. In tetanus who would feel a prick? The other sailor, the southern Basque, whose name was Ave Maria, went down into the hold, too, came on deck again, and said,