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"So far so good," ses Sam; "now, wot about brekfuss?" They 'ad their brekfuss in their usual coffeeshop, and the dog took bits from all of them. Unfortunately, 'e wasn't used to haddick bones, and arter two of the customers 'ad gorn out and two more 'ad complained to the landlord, they 'ad to leave their brekfusses and take 'im outside for a breath o' fresh air.
The docker looked over his shoulder agin, and then 'e put his 'and in his trouser-pocket and just showed 'em a big, fat gold locket with diamonds stuck all over it. Then he shoved it back in 'is pocket, while Sam's pal was giving 'im a pinch worse than wot the other was. "It's the one," he ses, in a whisper. "Let's 'ave another look at it," he ses to the docker.
"Even so it is, Lord King," said the Knight; "and to say sooth, I fear thee less for thy kingship, than because I wot well that thou mayst lightly take me up by the small of my back and cast me over thy shoulder if thou have a mind therefor."
She was thinking what to reply, and praying in her heart for guidance, when the door opened and her brother Bobby swaggered in with an air that did not quite accord with his filthy fluttering rags, unwashed face and hands, bare feet and unkempt hair. "Vell, mother, 'ow are ye? Hallo! Hetty! w'y, wot a shadder you've become! Oh!
Little wot ye wha's coming, Little wot ye wha's coming, A' the wild Macraws are coming. The Vulcan of Cairnvreckan, who acknowledged his Venus in this exulting Bacchante, regarded her with a grim and ire-foreboding countenance, while some of the senators of the village hastened to interpose.
"But Uncle Sam ain't in this game. Wot right have THEY" "Dry up!" said the leader. The detachment was now moving at right angles with the camp, but suddenly halted, almost doubling upon itself in some evident commotion. A dismounted figure was seen momentarily flying down the hillside dodging from bush to bush until lost in the underbrush.
Most of us thought Henery Walker's fortune was as good as made, but Bob Pretty, a nasty, low poaching chap that has done wot he could to give Claybury a bad name, turned up his nose at it. "I'll believe he's coming 'ome when I see him," he ses. "It's my belief he went to Australey to get out o' your way, Henery." "As it 'appened he went there afore I was born," ses Henery Walker, firing up.
And every day they got more and more worried about wot was the best thing to do with the locket, and whether it would be safe to try and sell it. The idea o' walking about with a fortune in their pockets that they couldn't spend a'most drove 'em crazy. "The longer we keep it, the safer it'll be," ses Sam, as they was walking down Hounds-ditch one day.
"It doesn't matter; I'll try and cheer up. Wot a lovely day it is, isn't it? I shall remember it all my life." "Wot is it worrying you?" ses Ginger, in a determined voice. "Can't you tell me?" "No," ses the gal, shaking her 'ead, "I can't tell you because you might want to 'elp me, and I couldn't allow that." "Why shouldn't I 'elp you?" ses Ginger.
But what's Mr Sharp bin inquiring arter?" "Ah wot indeed!" replied Bob; "'ow should I know? Mr Sharp ain't the man to go about the line with a ticket on his back tellin' wot he's arter. By no means. P'lice superintendents ain't usually given to that; but he's arter somethin' partickler." "Well, that ain't no bizzness of ours, Bob, so we don't need to trouble our heads about it.
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