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'Is eyes was open, and 'e looked artful at Bill to think what a clever thing 'e'd done. "Nobody's goin'-to spend-my money," 'e says. "Nobody's" We drew back from 'is bunk and stood staring at 'im. Then Bill turned to the boy. "Go and tell the skipper 'e's gone," 'e says, "and mind, for your own sake, don't tell the skipper or anybody else that you've thrown all that money overboard."
She smiled at old Sam till Peter got uneasy agin, and began to think p'r'aps 'e'd been praising 'im too much. "Of course, I'm speaking of long ago now," he ses. "Years and years afore you was born, ma'am," ses Ginger. Old Sam was going to say something, but Mrs. Finch looked so pleased that 'e thought better of it.
"Everybody knows 'e's half crazy after you." "I don't know that I don't like 'im best, even without the money," said Miss Kybird, calmly. "Nobody could 'ave been more attentive than 'im. I believe that 'e'd marry me if 'e 'ad a hundred thousand, but it looks better your way." "Better all round," said Nathan Smith, with at approving nod.
If anything he seemed a trifle better, but the landlady's mother, wot came up to nurse 'im agin, said it was a bad sign, and that people often brightened up just afore the end. She asked 'im whether 'e'd got a fancy for any partikler spot to be buried in, and, talking about wot a lot o' people 'ad been buried alive, said she'd ask the doctor to cut Sam's 'ead off to prevent mistakes.
"'Ow can you swear to it when it was dark?" Mr. Cutts didn't answer 'im. He went down on 'is knees and cut the string that tied up the mouth o' the sack, and then 'e started back as if 'e'd been shot, and 'is eyes a'most started out of 'is 'ead. "Wot's the matter?" ses the squire. Mr.
'Ere's a face as likes good knocks, I says, 'w'y, when I fought Crib Burke o' Bristol 'e broke 'is 'and again' my jaw, so 'e did, an' I scarce knowed 'e'd 'it me till I see 'im 'oppin' wi' the pain of it.
Then 'e set down on the foot o' their bed and made eyes over at Peter. "Wake 'im up agin," ses Peter, in a temper. Ginger Dick got up and, leaning over the bed, took old Isaac by the shoulders and shook 'im as if 'e'd been a bottle o' medicine. "Time to get up, lads?" ses old Isaac, putting one leg out o' bed. "No, it ain't," ses Ginger, very rough; "we ain't been to bed yet.
"Pretty well!" echoed Mrs Frog indignantly; "he couldn't 'ave done better if 'e'd searched the wide world over." "There I don't agree with you," returned her son; "however, it don't matter Hallo! there goes granny down the wrong path!"
Come out and look me in the face, you squinting son of a Skunk!..." Mr. Polly took the ginger beer and went thoughtfully upstairs to the bar. "'E's back," said the plump woman as he appeared. "I knew 'e'd come back." "I heard him," said Mr. Polly, and looked about. "Just gimme the old poker handle that's under the beer engine." The door opened softly and Mr. Polly turned quickly.
"Then they made 'im sign the pledge. 'E'd allus been used to 'is glass, Jack 'ad, and I think as knockin' it off 'ave soured 'im a bit seems as if all the sperit 'ad gone out of 'im and of course me and father 'ave 'ad to give up our little drop too.
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