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He'd have been disappointed if he had come over and you'd been away. Drat this dust! It makes one not fit to be seen." The same idea seemed to have occurred to her daughter, for she had taken out her handkerchief, and was flicking her sleeves and the front of her dress. "That's right, Dolly. There's some on your flounces. But, Lor' bless you, Dolly, it don't matter to him.
"You here, Mr. Sprott! What could bring you so far from home?" "'Ome!" echoed the tinker, "I 'as no 'ome! or rather, d' ye see, Muster Fairfilt, I makes myself at 'ome verever I goes! Lor' love ye! I ben't settled on no parridge. I wanders here and I vanders there, and that's my 'ome verever I can mend my kettles and sell my tracks!"
'I have seen him, but I have not talked to him on this particular matter, said the rector quietly, though the red mounted in his cheek. 'You may, however, be very sure, Mr. Henslowe, that everything I know about Mile End the squire shall know before long. 'Oh, lor' bless me, sir! cried Henslowe with a guffaw, 'it's all one to me.
'Well, 'e knows that I know, she interrupted. I stared. 'What do you mean? 'You see, me bein' in the room when 'e was a-kissin' of your fotograft, 'e looks up an' sees me afore I could get away, quiet, like. "Good lor', Elizabeth," 'e breaks out, "you don't mean to tell me that you sor everything, that you 'eard my 'eart strings burstin' in a manner of speakin'."
He trusted himself no further, but, clapping his hat on his head, walked out to the waiting cab. "Back to Limehouse police station," he directed rapidly. "Lor lumme!" muttered the taximan. "Where are you goin' to after that, guv'nor? It's a bit off the map." "I'm going to hell!" rapped Kerry, suddenly thrusting his red face very near to that of the speaker. "And you're going to drive me!"
He lifted her passive hand to his lips, passed into their little parlor, and closed the door. Grace turned to her nurse, and in low, almost passionate utterance, said: "Now tell me all." "Lor' bress you, Missy Grace, it 'ud take a right smart time to tell yer all.
You wouldn't be likely to soil it much, and I always say when you let a house furnished, you can't expect it to continue without wear and tear; so don't, please, bother to cover it with those old things. Lor' bless me, it takes me back to see it! It was my first suite after I married Mr. Gurrage, and we had a pretty place on Balham Hill.
I was standing apart, gazing at the shipping, when an old, weather-beaten sailor, smoking a black pipe, came up and accosted me. "Lost your bearings, matey?" he said in a very hoarse voice, which yet had a tone of friendliness. No doubt I looked foolish, for I knew no more than the dead what he meant. "Lor' bless you," he went on, "I knows all about it.
"Yes; I sees what you mean, Mr Troubridge," answered the boatswain. "But, Lor' bless yer, sir, I don't think nothin' at all of a little spree like this here. Discipline's a first-rate thing, I admit; but a man can have too much of it, and it does him good to chuck it overboard now and again. Them chaps for'ard won't be none the worse for this here little outbreak of theirs, you'll see.
I will send your supper up here, lad, and your buffalo robes. Then you can take it by turns to watch and sleep. I reckon we shall be at work all night; we have got to get the job finished as quick as we can." A quarter of an hour later Sam Hicks came up. "Have you got the trees down, Sam?" "Lor' bless you, it didn't take a minute to do that.
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