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'Then, if 'er lidyship marries anyone not in the 'ouse-party, I cop! 'Orl right, 'e says, 'but you know the conditions of this 'ere sweep. Nothin' don't count only wot tikes plice during the two weeks of the 'ouse-party, 'e says. 'Orl right, I says. 'Write me ticket. It's a fair sportin' venture. So 'e writes me out me ticket, with 'Mr.
'Wot's that you say, Jock? said a Cockney voice to his left. 'I was obsairvin', said the other, 'that Number Twenty-sax is occupied this mornin'. 'Ow yus, so it is. I was 'oping as 'ow me pal the Duke of Mudturtle would buy the plice next to mine. But he don't look a bad cove, wot you can see under 'is farncy 'ead-dress. 'I dinna think he can be o' the airmy.
"Hooray! Here's a lark!" screamed a small street-boy. "Go it! Plice! A skrimmage!" yelled another street-boy in an ecstasy of delight, which immediately drew to the spot the nucleus of a crowd. Mr Hazlit was a man of promptitude. He was also a large man, as we have elsewhere said, and by no means devoid of courage.
She had lost Sally too, for on her marriage Harry had made her give up the factory; he was a young man with principles worthy of a Member of Parliament, and he had said: 'A woman's plice is 'er 'ome, an' if 'er old man can't afford ter keep 'er without 'er workin' in a factory well, all I can say is thet 'e'd better go an' git single.
It was a pitiful letter telling of poverty bitter and grinding, but redeemed from utter misery by a love and faith that shone from every line: My dearest polly i am glad you like your plice and your misses is so kind as wot you si, yur letters are my kumfit di an nit. bill is a ard man and says hif the money don't cum i will ave to go to the workus. but i no you will send it der polly so hi can old my little plice hi got a start todi a hoffcer past hi that it wos the workhus hoffcer. bill ses he told im to cum hif hi cant pi by septmbr but hi am trustin God der polly e asn't forgot us. hi 'm glad the poppies grew. ere's a disy hi am sendin yu hi can mike the butonoles yet. hi do sum hevry di mrs purdy gave me fourpence one di for sum i mide for her hi ad a cup of tee that di. hi am appy thinkin of yu der polly.
At some time or another, quite recently, she must have sat down in some mud. "How did I get her?" I demanded. "The young lydy," explained the boy, "she came rahnd to our plice on Tuesday " I began to see light. "An excitable young lady talks very fast never waits for the answer?" "With jolly fine eyes," added the boy approvingly. "And she ordered a cow?"
"Thank you, sir." Then Evans lifted his eyes to the block of buildings. "A nasty business this murder which was done 'ere the other night, sir," he went on. "One 'ud hardly b'lieve it possible for such things to tike plice in London nowadays."
'I can tell you my family was very respectable; an' my 'usband, 'e earned twenty-five shillings a week, an' was in the sime plice seventeen years; an' 'is employers sent a beautiful wreath ter put on 'is coffin; an' they tell me they never 'ad such a good workman an' sich an 'onest man before. An' me!
'Quarter of an hour ago I had a theater job to Langham Plice, an' a gray landaulette stopped in front of the Chinese Embassy. It kem along from the east side, too. He didn't notice the number, sir, so there may be nothink in it, after all, but I thought you might like to hear wot my pal said." "Was the car empty? Did it call for some one at the Embassy?" "That's the queer part of it, sir.
Don't you suppose if they had the power of talk, they'd have the power of discretion as well, just as we have?" "I don't know about that, sir," said Helton. "Things is servants just like us serving-men is. The more wooden a serving-man is in the matter of talk, the easier it is for 'im to get a plice.
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