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"You're a liar, Captain!" cried Nabbem, furiously, fearful that something not meet for the ears of his companions should transpire. "You knows you are! Come down, or let me mount; otherwise I won't be 'sponsible for the consequences!" Clifford cast a look over his shoulder.
I heard this yesterday from Nabbem, the police-officer with whom I once scraped acquaintance on a trial; and in my grudge against your rival, I hinted at my suspicion that he, Captain Clifford, might not impossibly prove this Rinaldo Rinaldini of the roads.
Nabbem, note me, reverse the portrait: we are fallen, our career is over, the road is shut to us, and new plunderers are robbing the carriages that once we robbed. Is not this the lot of No, no! I deceive myself! Your ministers, your jobmen, for the most part milk the popular cow while there's a drop in the udder.
A gleam of the gray daylight already glimmered through a chink in the secret door, which Tomlinson had now unbarred and was about to open. "Listen to me, Mr. Nabbem," said he, "and perhaps I may grant what you require! What would you do with me if you had me?" "You speaks like a sensible man now," answered Nabbem; "and that's after my own heart.
Nabbem, with a grin; "and for my part, I thinks all who sarves the king should stand up for him, and take care of their little families!" "You speak what others think!" answered Tomlinson, smiling also. "And I will now, since you like politics, point out to you what I dare say you have not observed before." "What be that?" said Nabbem.
"Now that's what I calls a comely lad!" continued Nabbem, pointing to the latter horseman; "none of your thin-faced, dark, strapping fellows like that Captain Lovett, as the blowens raves about, but a nice, tight little body, with a face like a carrot! That's a beauty for my money! Honesty's stamped on his face, Mr. Tomlinson! But a merry one forever for such lads as us, Mr. Pepper!
"Now, if this is not too much!" cried Nabbem, crossly; "you objects to go in a cart like the rest of your profession; and when I puts myself out of the way to obleedgie you with a shay, you slangs I for it!" "Peace, good Nabbem!" said Augustus, with a sage's dignity; "you must allow a little bad humour in men so unhappily situated as we are." The soft answer turneth away wrath.
"A wonderful likeness between the life of the gentlemen adorning his Majesty's senate and the life of the gentlemen whom you are conducting to his Majesty's jail." "We enter our career, Mr. Nabbem, as your embryo ministers enter parliament, by bribery and corruption.
Nabbem, in the zenith of our prosperity, we have filled our pockets, we have become great in the mouths of our party. Our pals admire us, and our blowens adore. What do we in this short-lived summer? Save and be thrifty? Ah, no! we must give our dinners, and make light of our lush. We sport horses on the race-course, and look big at the multitude we have bubbled.
The second shared the same fate; and the stout leader of the enemy, who, like a true general, had kept himself in the rear, paused now in the middle of the steps, dismayed alike by the reception of his friends and the athletic form towering above, with raised weapons and menacing attitude. Perhaps that moment seemed to the judicious Mr. Nabbem more favourable to parley than to conflict.
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