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In fact, some hard topers have been indooced to take the pledge in consekince o' what they've heard an' seen in this Welcome, though they came at first only for the readin'-room an' beds. Here, let me look at you under this here lamp. Yes. You'll do. You're something like a sea-dog already. You won't object to change hats wi' me?" "Why?" asked Miles, somewhat amused. "Never you mind that, mate.
They stand 'em up against a wall down there in Mexico and shoot 'em just for fun so Walky Dexter says. Dad says he never expects to hear of Uncle Brocky alive ag'in." "And yet that girl keeps up her pluck! She's all right," declared the other. "Gee! suppose she should come smack upon the story of her father's death some night there in the readin'-room? Wouldn't that be tough?"
"Copy of the Times" said the blameless Alf, from beneath his blanket. "I ain't a member of the Soldier's Institoot. Go an' look in the reg'mental Readin'-room Veldt Row, Kopje Street, second turnin' to the left between 'ere an' Naauwport." Jenkins summarised briefly in a tense whisper the thing that Alf Copper need not be.
"Look ye here," said Jack Molloy, rising when their "feed" was about concluded, "I've no doubt they won't object to your taking a squint at the readin'-room, though they won't let you use it."
No you'll come wi' me down to the Sailors' Welcome near the dock-gates, where you can get a good bed for sixpence a night, a heavy blow-out for tenpence, with a splendid readin'-room, full o' rockin' chairs, an' all the rest of it for nothin'. An there's a lavatory that's the name that they give to a place for cleanin' of yourself up a lavatory where you can wash yourself, if you like, till your skin comes off!
I snum! they buzz around that readin'-room for chances to read the papers like bees around a honey-pot. "An' that ain't all no, sir! 'Most ev'rybody seems ter be discontented that's right! Even folks that git their 'three squares' a day and what they want to wear, ain't satisfied with things as they is, no more. I dunno what we're all comin' to.
The company which was exerting itself in the present instance had at all events an appreciative audience; laughter and applause broke forth very frequently. 'I'd forgot it was this kind o' thing to-night, said Hewett, when he could discover no vacant seat. 'Do you care about it? No more don't I; let's go down into the readin'-room. Downstairs they established themselves at their ease.
She was treated with more consideration by the rough boys who were Marty's mates, than were the other girls. "Say, that Janice girl is all right!" one rough fellow said to Marty Day. "I see her scouring the papers in the readin'-room the other night, and she was lookin' for some news of her father, of course." "I reckon so," Marty answered. "We don't know nothing about what's become of him.
He was a small man, but he wore a large green apron, and he touched the brim of his bowler hat very respectfully. "Excuse me breathin' 'eavy, sir," he said, "but it's the hahsma. The place is hall ready for the young madam, sir, to move 'er furniture in, and Mrs. Chumley she's in the readin'-room." "Ah, very good, Reuben," replied Don.
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