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I won't go near her agin 'bout this bisness, that's certain;" and the remorse-stricken, but artful deacon hastened to his brother deacon's house to tell him that it was "all settled with Mis' Kinney 'bout the sermon, an' she was quite willin';" and, "O," he added, as if it were quite a second thought, "ye'd better go up an' git the sermon, Job, in the mornin, ye're so much nearer, an' then, 's ye've to do the readin, maybe she'll have somethin' to explain to ye about the way it's to be read; th' Elder's writin' wan't any too easy to make out, 's fur 's I remember it."
Whether he'll object to you being in a pub a mile away, taking care of a box of gold while you was supposed to be taking care of the wharf, is his bisness. My bisness is to see that my man 'as 'is rights." "'Ear, 'ear !" ses the crew. "You please yourself, watchman," ses the skipper. "You're such a clever man that no doubt you could get a better job to-morrow.
"There, now!" he said, when he had brushed over and under and between the fire-irons, and pursued the retreating ashes so far into the red, fiery citadel, that his finger-ends were burning and tingling, "that are's done now as well as Hepsy herself could 'a' done it. I allers sweeps up the haarth: I think it's part o' the man's bisness when he makes the fire.
'This is a unpleasant bisness. Vere's your govvernor? 'My what did you say? asked Kate, trembling; for she thought 'governor' might be slang for watch or money. 'Mister Muntlehiney, said the man. 'Wot's come on him? Is he at home? 'He is above stairs, I believe, replied Kate, a little reassured by this inquiry. 'Do you want him? 'No, replied the visitor.
'And now, Sammy, said the old gentleman, when the whip-lashes, and the buckles, and the samples, had been all put back, and the book once more deposited at the bottom of the same pocket, 'now, Sammy, I know a gen'l'm'n here, as'll do the rest o' the bisness for us, in no time a limb o' the law, Sammy, as has got brains like the frogs, dispersed all over his body, and reachin' to the wery tips of his fingers; a friend of the Lord Chancellorship's, Sammy, who'd only have to tell him what he wanted, and he'd lock you up for life, if that wos all.
"You mind your bisness and I'll mind mine," I ses. "I know wot I'm doing. It's just some silly fools 'aving a game with me, and I'm not going to encourage 'em." "Game with you?" ses the skipper. "Ain't they got anything better than that to play with? Look 'ere, if you don't open that gate, I will." "It's nothing to do with you," I ses. "You look arter your ship and I'll look arter my wharf. See?
O' course, it was one keeper the less to look arter the game, and by-and-by the squire see that and took 'im off. All the same they kept a pretty close watch on Bob, and at last one arternoon they sprang out on 'im as he was walking past Gray's farm, and asked him wot it was he 'ad in his pockets. "That's my bisness, Mr. Lewis," ses Bob Pretty. Mr.
'I never did see such a addle-headed old creetur! exclaimed Sam irritably; 'Old Baileys, and Solvent Courts, and alleybis, and ev'ry species o' gammon alvays a-runnin' through his brain. You'd better get your out o' door clothes on, and come to town about this bisness, than stand a-preachin' there about wot you don't understand nothin' on. 'Wery good, Sammy, replied Mr.
"Bring me a quart of it," said the boarding-master, slowly and impressively. "I want it drawed in a china mug, with a nice foaming 'ead on it." "Wot do you want it for?" inquired Mr. Wilks, eyeing him very closely. "Bisness purposes," said Mr. Smith. "If you're very good you shall see 'ow I do it." Still the steward made no move. "I thought you brought the stuff with you," he remarked. Mr.
"Ah!" said his friend, with great emphasis. "Well, well!" "Wot d'ye mean by 'well, well'?" demanded the other, with some heat. "I was on'y thinking," replied Mr. Smith, mildly. "P'r'aps it's all for the best, and I'd better 'old my tongue. True love is better than money. After all it ain't my bisness, and I shouldn't get much out of it." "Out of wot, Nat?" inquired Mr. Kybird, uneasily. Mr.
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