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I shall keep it all my life, sir, in memory of you and your kindness." "And mind you keep quiet about it," says the second mate, who didn't want the skipper to know wot 'e'd been doing, "because I don't want to be bothered by other men wanting to buy things as keepsakes." Bill promised 'im like a shot, and when 'e told me about it 'e was nearly crying with joy.
And whenever I see as he was getting tired I just said, 'H'sh! and 'e'd start agin as fresh as ever. He tumbled to it at last, and went aboard shaking 'is little fist at me and telling me wot he'd do to me if it wasn't for the lor. "I kept by the gate as soon as I came on dooty next evening, just to give 'im a little smile as 'e went out.
Most things were suspected, nothing known. St. Dunstan-in-the-West had turned to other problems. "If I wasn't wanting to see 'im," remarked to herself Mrs. Postwhistle, who was knitting with one eye upon the shop, "'e'd a been 'ere 'fore I'd 'ad time to clear the dinner things away; certain to 'ave been. It's a strange world." Mrs.
'e did that; an' I were going to 'ave a go at 'im myself; an' the chances are 'e'd 'ave beat me, seein' I 'adn't been inside of a ring for ten year, when " "Up comes Jarge," chuckled the Ancient. 'What's all this? say Jarge. 'I be goin' to teach John 'ere to keep away from my Prue, says Simon. 'No, no, says Jarge, 'John's young, an' you bean't the man you was ten years ago let me, says Jarge.
And now 'ere's you, love, carted off with never a with-your-leave or by-your-leave, just because the doctor's tired of it and thinks 'e'd like a change. There's no question of whether you're tired or not oh, my, no!" "But he has to earn the money, Tilly. It isn't quite fair to put it that way," protested her friend. "Well!
It didn't much matter where we'd be London or Paris or Berlin or Rome they'd 'unt 'im up; some 'e'd give money to and they'd go aw'y; others 'e'd be locked up with in 'is study for hours, talking, talking. They'd 'ardly ever come the same one twice. 'E 'ated 'em all, Mr. Rutton did. And yet, sir, I always 'ad a suspicion "
'E'd kill 'is own mother, if 'e felt like it. 'E'll swing some day, sure as I stand 'ere, but 'e'll do a bit more mischief first. 'Op it with me, guvnor, or get inside there." "Jim's right," the man behind the bar agreed. "He's a very nasty customer, Bill the Tanner, sir. If he's coming down, I'd clear out for a moment. You can go in the guvnor's sitting-room, if you like."
The tall man turned to his pal leaning on his rifle. "No," answered the short sharp-shooter; "he's the only one. It was a good afternoon's sport very good. We saw 'e'd got no rifle, and was in a tight clove-'itch, so we took the job on right there an' finished four of 'em; but it took some creepin' and crawlin'." "Well, we'll be quittin' this now," said the tall one.
'But why isn't he where he can be properly looked after? 'What 'arm's 'e doing? E's a love-child, but 'is family can pay for 'im. If 'e was locked up 'e'd die all off at once, like a wild rabbit. Won't you, please, look at the drive, sir? Midmore looked in the fading light. The neat gravel was pitted with large roundish holes, and there was a punch or two of the same sort on the lawn.
"Whatever 'e done it for, it was slim, you can stake a tidy lot on that, ma'am," interjected the First. "He's the bottom o' the sink, this half-caste Boojer is." The Second continued: "If I 'ad my way 'e'd be put in front at the next push-up, just where the mausers of his pals would get 'im. 'E's done a lot o' bitin' in 'is time let 'im bite the dust now, I sez.
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