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'Aven't they told you any of 'em? Boomfood! You know Boomfood. What all the election's about. Scientific sort of stuff. 'Asn't no one ever told you?" He thought prison had made his brother a fearful duffer not to know that. They made wide shots at each other by way of question and answer. Between these scraps of talk were intervals of window-gazing.
And the noospapers 'asn't 'arf been sendin' down to-day ... reporters and photographers ... you oughter seen the crowd as come by the mornin' train ..." "I wonder what they'll get out of Manderton," commented Robin rather grimly to himself as his train puffed leisurely, after the habit of Sunday trains, into the quiet little station.
Whether he dropped into a public 'ouse on the way or not, I don't know, or whether he took the short cut to the station across the Fens isn't for me to say. But 'e 'asn't come back yet, sir!" Merriton looked anxious. Collins had a strong hold upon his master's heart. He certainly wouldn't like anything to happen to him.
People tell Of an old savage. Omar Khayyam. 'E 'asn't got no papers of his own, 'E 'asn't got no medals nor rewards, So we must certify the skill 'e's shown. Rudyard Kipling. It is with reluctance we approach a subject on which in past years so much has been written, often falsely. Besides, it is certainly a most delicate matter to expatiate on the character of any individual or nation.
''E's a new one, sir, and not quite broke; though I do think, sir, as he 'asn't the best and kindest of riders, sir, and that makes 'im worse. 'Yes, said Lossing absently, with his eyes following the horse, which was a really fine animal, one to attract a horse-lover. 'Hit's too bad, went on the trooper.
"No one 'asn't let Master Stott hout, sir," Heathcote reported on his return. "Are you sure?" "Quite sure, sir. I've made full hinquiries," said Heathcote with dignity. "Well, we'd better find him," said Challis. "The window is open," suggested Lewes.
"For the last time, are you going to give me that watch and chain, or not? Here's your fifteen bob." "No," I ses; "even if I 'ad got it I shouldn't give it to you; and it's no use giving' it to the ghost, because, being made of air, he 'asn't got anywhere to put it." "Very good," ses Joe, giving me a black look. "I've done all I can to save you, but if you won't listen to sense, you won't.
'I 'adn't 'eard of it, sir, was his answer. 'There 'asn't been a telegram that I know of, and I 'ave received no instructions. I lit my pipe and sat for twenty minutes reading a weekly paper. Then I got up and looked at the family portraits. The moon coming through the lattice invited me out-of-doors as a cure for my anxiety.
For all she's so young, she's a widder, an' pr'aps it's as well she should be, seein' how shockin' her 'usband treated her afore he was took where no doubt he's bein' done as he did by. It's fair cruel, Miss Woodstock, mem, to see her sufferin's. She has fits, an' falls down everywheres; it's a mercy as she 'asn't been run over in the public street long ago.
"'E 'asn't been back since last night, so far as I could make out." "Last night?" Merriton sat bolt upright in bed and ran his fingers through his hair. "What the dickens do you mean?" "Collins went out last night, sir, to fetch your papers. Leastways that was what he said he was goin' for," responded Borkins patiently, "and so far as I knows he 'asn't returned yet.
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