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Dune, sir, it was one of them there nasty tramps always 'anging round they are, and Miss Annett was only yesterday speakin' to me of a ugly feller comin' round to their back door and askin' for bread, weren't you, Miss Annett?" "I was, indeed, Mrs. Ridge." "And 'im with the nastiest 'eavy blue jaw you ever saw on a man, 'adn't 'e, Miss Annett?" "He had, indeed, Mrs. Ridge."
I inquired morosely. "Only about the box, sir. Mr. Raffles said as you was goin' to take chawge of it time he's away, and I've a friend ready to lend a 'and in getting it on the cab. It's a rare 'eavy 'un, but Mr. Raffles an' me could lift it all right between us, so I dessay me an' my friend can."
You see w'en it blows very hard, the breakers have not time to come down on us with a 'eavy tellin' blow, they goes tumblin' and swashin' round us and over us, hammerin' away wildly everyhow, or nohow, or anyhow, just like a hexcited man fightin' in a hurry. The after-swell, that's wot does it.
'Hurry up with your bird-seed, I says, and as I do a shell comes along and explodes inside of 'er old frame somewheres, and the cook says maybe 'e'll be gettin' along without the seed the canary not being what you'd call a 'eavy eater, anyway.
Enjoying this tranquillity, I passed by a man and woman with two children, and heard the man say invitingly: "Shall I carry the basket?" The wife answered: "'E en't 'eavy, Bill, thanks.... Only I got this 'ere little Rosy to git along." Her voice sounded gentle and cheerful, and I tried to hear more, checking my pace. But the children were walking too slowly.
Then there was a lot of tramplin' of feet on the poop over my 'ead, with a good deal of talkin'; then I 'eard somebody cry out, there was a 'eavy splash in the water alongside, and then everything went quite quiet all of a sudden, and I 'eard no more until mornin'. But I guessed pretty well what 'ad 'appened; and when Turnbull come along about five bells and unlocked my door and ordered me to turn out and get about my work, I found I was right, for when I went for'ard to the galley, Slushy that's the cook, otherwise known as Neil Dolan told me that that skowbank Turnbull, backed up by the four A.B.s in the fo'c's'le and Slushy 'isself, 'ad rose and took the ship from the skipper, killin' 'im and Chips that's the carpenter puttin' the mate in irons and lockin' 'im up in 'is cabin, and compellin' the four ordinarys to help whether they would or no in workin' the ship.
The young soldier gave him a quaint look, as much as to say: "Not 'arf bad!" and a gramophone close to the last bed began to play: "God bless Daddy at the war!" "Are you fond of music?" "I like it well enough. Passes the time." "I'm afraid the time hangs heavy in hospital." "Yes; it hangs a bit 'eavy; it's just 'orspital life. I've been wounded before, you see. It's better than bein' out there.
Then the word was given in a low, vibrant voice, and they went to work. "Easy job this, matey," whispered Dollops as he and Cleek advanced upon the stack of tubings and each started to lift one down. "I ... Gawd's truf! ain't it 'eavy! Lorlumme! Now, what in blazes ?" Cleek put up a warning finger, and shouldered the thing.
"If 'e didn't," cried the old man, "I'll punch 'im on the nose so 'e won't never smell nothink no more." "Sir," said Joe, "in the first round p'raps I did go a bit easylike, but arter that I came at you as 'ard an' 'eavy as I could. I 'it you where an' 'ow I could, barrin' your face." "I hope I shall soon be good enough for you to go for my face as well, Joe."
The roof of the shed in which they stood had been made unusually high in order to contain them. "Well, I s'pose the big 'ammer that Bob says is as 'eavy as five carts of coals must be 'ereabouts?" observed Mrs Marrot looking round. "Yes, there it is," said Will, pointing in front of him. "W'ere? I don't see no 'ammer."
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