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The girl came back. "Dat's vat I tought. You dond look ride. Your mudder vouldn't known you since you gome here. Pedder you send for your folks alretty." "Oh, go out let me alone. Yes, I'll do it. I'll get up soon." When the girl returned with the proprietor of the hotel Harold was far past rational speech. He was pounding furiously on the door, shouting, "Let me out!"
If Pedder weren't such an old stickler for propriety, I could go more into detail. You needn't look offended, Ped, you know you are very easily shocked, and that you make it unpleasant for everybody. He was taken on by the English consul at Teerak, who was a good fellow, and clothed, and taught to speak English, and, as a beginning, to work in the garden.
"Coast of Java in '80, wasn't it?" said Pedder, who has read nothing but dictionaries and books of black-and-white facts and statistics in the course of a long life otherwise entirely devoted to misdirected efforts to defeat Colonel Bogey at golf. "It was," said Gardiner, "and the lightning was very busy striking.
When, cycling across the bridge, he found the south side of it entirely congested, and heard raucous voices urging certain unseen "little 'uns" now to "go it" and anon to "vote for Pedder", his curiosity was aroused. He dismounted and pushed his way through the crowd until he got a clear view of what was happening below. He was just in time to see the most stirring incident of the fight.
Golly, massa, who frew dat brick?" "Done it at ar-parse six last night, he did," said Sergeant Cook, "the red-'eaded young scallywag. Ketch 'im I'll give 'im " "Sounds like dear old Albert," said Linton. "Who did it, sergeant?" "Red-headed young mongrel. 'Good old Pedder, he says. 'I'll give you Pedder, I says.
in which they will find many interesting Autographs and curious Portraits. We have also received Strand;" and Ancient and Modern, on Sale, by W. Pedder, 12. Holywell St. Part VI. 1849." THE WOMEN'S PETITION AGAINST COFFEE. 8vo. 1674. HARROD'S SEVENOAKE, A POEM. 4to. 1753. LIFE OF HON. ROBERT PRICE, Chief Justice of the Common Pleas, London. 1734. Venet, 1716. Or the 2nd Vol. only.
The really nasty part was that the crew made a secret of it, and when some of them, having passed through the Scylla and Charybdis of fright and fever, and foul water, and wild beasts, reached a settlement they didn't say a word about the two unfortunates who had been deliberately abandoned." "How was it found out then?" Pedder asked.
It had been the only allusion that Ludlow had made in years and years to that which had left him a lonely and a cynical man. "I wonder," Pedder mused, "how it ever occurred to a blind, deaf mute that severing his wrist with his teeth would induce death?" Gardiner shrugged his shoulders.
It's this everlasting worry and flurry day in and day out, and not knowing what's going to 'appen next, and one man coming in and saying 'Vote for Bruce', and another 'Vote for Pedder', and another saying how it's the poor man's loaf he's fighting for if he'd only buy a loaf, now 'ullo, 'ullo, wot's this?"
Gangs of youths, to adopt the police-court term, had developed a habit of parading the streets arm-in-arm, shouting "Good old Pedder!" When these met some person or persons who did not consider Mr Pedder good and old, there was generally what the local police-force described as a "frakkus". It was in one of these frakkuses that Linton had lost a valuable tooth.
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