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"Yes, but I drank ginger ale, and didn't smoke eighteen cigars. And yet, I don't know. I think I must be getting old, George. All-night parties seem to have lost their charm. I was ready to quit at one o'clock, but it didn't seem matey. I think I'll marry a farmer and settle down." George was amazed. He had not expected to find his present view of life shared in this quarter.
At the very moment of his arrival one shift was completed, and the men immediately proceeded to make the most infernal uproar, hammering on metal and shouting for food and brandy. A huge cauldron full of beef and potatoes was dragged in. Pelle was told off to join a mess of ten men. "Eat, matey!" they said. "Hungry, ain't you? How long had you been out of work before you gave in?"
"I will win her," he thought, and ground his teeth. "Fair or foul, what matters if I win her?" "Fo' bell, matey. I think um fo' bell" he was suddenly recalled by these words in the voice of Uncle Ned. "Look in at the clock, Uncle," said he. He would not look himself, from horror of the tipplers. "Him past, matey," repeated the Hawaiian.
Light-hearted, I thinks, an' young, most likely; he'll help a stranded man. Give me the touch of yore arm, matey, an' I'll stow this spar of mine." He swung about, slinging the curving handle of the stick over his right elbow as the fingers of his left hand placed themselves on Rainey's proffered arm. Strong fingers, almost vibrant with a force manifest through serge and linen.
They penetrated farther into the pulsing entity that was Finn than even his experience with Matey, or his hunting and killing of the fox beside the Sussex Downs.
"Well, you are a pal, and no error," he said. "Do the same for you some day," he added. The lounging man laughed. "I'll hold you to that, matey," he said; "when you're a-ridin' in yer carriage an' pair p'raps you'll take me on ter be yer footman." "When I am, I will," said Dickie, quite seriously. And then they both laughed.
An' the lady in her white, she looks at the path and the gent 'e looks at 'er white boots an' I off's with me coat like that there Rally gent you yarned me about, and flops it down in the middle of the puddle, right in front of the gal. And she tips me a smile like a hangel and 'olds out 'er hand in 'er white glove and all and yer know what my 'ands is like, matey." "Yes," said Dickie, "go on."
Not a sign of the look which had fired the school did she throw at him. Change the colour and you might compare her to a lobster fixed on end, with a chin and no eyes. Matey talked to Miss Vincent up to the instant of his running to bat.
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.
"To look for some tools 'e mislaid there a year ago when 'e was on a plumbing job and they won't let 'im 'ave them back, not by fair means, they won't. That's what for." "Rats!" said Dickie briefly. "I ain't a baby. It's burgling, that's what it is." "You'll a jolly sight too fond of calling names," said Beale anxiously. "Never mind what it is. You be a good boy, matey, and do what you're told.
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