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I think they got it in their 'eads that we h'ought ter be pinched fer trespassin' 'er somethin' the like. But we'll fight the bloomin' 'eathen, we will, h'if they start a bloomin' rumpus." "What with?" smiled Dave. The old seaman looked nonplused for a moment. "Ho, well," he grinned, then. "Can't be any 'arm in goin' with the bloomin' idgits a piece, h'if they request it."
"And was that all?" "No, sir; for I heered the skipper say, `Anyone been in the cabin? And when no one spoke he began to cuss 'em for a set o' idgits, and they all went below with the lanthorn, and come up again along o' you. My word, Mr Vandean, sir, how you must have slep'!" "Oh, Tom Fillot!" cried Mark again. "Yes, and it is `Oh, Tom Fillot, sir," groaned the poor fellow.
A-tryin' tew git yur necks stretched, you blamed idgits? I'll be durned, if I wouldn't like tew spank both on you!" and the frown on his face deepened. "Oh, Ham," broke in Thure excitedly, "we've got the most wonderful story to tell!
"They be comin' down," said Buggins; "Oliver Leach's chalk mark's on 'em for Wednesday marnin'." "Comin' down!" echoed Josey "Comin' down? Gar'n with ye all for a parcel o' silly idgits wi' neither rhyme nor reason nor backbone! Comin' down! Why ye might as well tell me the Manor House was bein' turned into a cow-shed! Comin' down! Gar'n!"
I've heard ez how Aunt Sally Day's boy Ben, who was a-fishin' that evenin, says ez how he seed Isom's harnt a-floatin' across the river in it, without techin' a paddle." The Marcum laughed. "Idgits is thick over hyeh," he said. "Ben's a-gittin' wuss sence Isom was killed.
"More'n likely it's all a lie; an' thar I was a buyin' farms an' a-buildin' houses! Queer how th' gold gits intew th' blood an' makes all humans tarnal idgits, now ain't it?" and he shook his head wonderingly. "But, there's the map, and the big gold nugget, and all the gold that the murderers got from him," protested Thure.
"Silly circle!" cried Carey, laughing. "I should think it was!" "That's right, sir a black silly circle. `There you are, grinning idgits, I says; `now amuse yourselves with that, and while you're busy I'll go and cook the dinner and see if I can't get hold o' something for the Guvnors to cook Old King Cole's goose." "And did they eat the pickles?" said Carey, eagerly. "Eat 'em, sir?
Havin' all kinds of hard words chucked at you `fools' and `idgits' and `jackasses' and when it comes to boots and hair-brushes, I says as it's rough enough; but when it's a soda-water bottle and a plate, I can't stand it, and I won't!" "What had you been doing to annoy my cousin?" "Nothin', S'Richard.
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