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"No," said the girl. "O," said the woman, puzzled, "then you and he's goin' to be married in the town." "O, no!" said the girl with scarlet cheeks, thinking of the lady in the automobile. "Not goin' to be married, dearie? Now that's too bad. Ain't he any kind of relation to you? Not an uncle nor cousin nor nothin'?" "No." "Then how be's you travellin' lone with him? It don't seem just right.
He made a depressing spectacle, with his face anxious and his hands limp. "It makes me sick," he said, "to think how I've been fooled with. My old schoolmaster ought to have a juiced HIDING. He's a thief. He pretended to undertake to make a man of me, and be's stole twenty-three years of my life, filled me up with scraps and sweepings. Here I am!
I tells you vot, if you keeps jawing there, atween me and she, I shall vop you, Joe, cos vy? I be's the biggest!" was the answer of Beck the sweeper to Joe the ragamuffin. The jovial Joe laughed aloud, snapped his fingers, threw up his ragged cap with a shout for King Bill, and set off scampering and whooping to join those festivities which Beck had so churlishly disdained.
"Well, sir, there's nothin' agin' the neighbourhood. They be's a little noisy, by times; you can't expect they wouldn't; now the sun's warm in the streets and the children gets out o' their holes and corners. I sometimes think, what a mercy it is the sun shines! and specially to them as hain't no fire or next to none. I often think the Lord's more merciful than what men is."
But the rest that passes or stops will see naught but yellow flowers in a basket, I'm thinkin'." And the flower-seller set to shaking his head sorrowfully. "Perhaps not. There are the children " "Aye, the childher; but the most o' them be's gettin' too terrible wise." "I know I know but mine aren't. I'm going to take my children back as many as I can carry."
A B C" and so persevering with an industry which he commonly kept for works of mischief. One evening he brought home a newspaper from the Heart of Oak, and when Mrs. Lake had taken the baby, he persuaded Abel to come into the round-house and give him a lesson. Abel could read so much of it that George was quite overwhelmed by his learning. "Thee be's mortal larned, Abel, sartinly.
We may have some trouble wi' him if be's gone mad; an' from the way he be runnin' on, it do look like it. Never mind! I dare say we'll be able to manage him. Port about, an' let a see the thing through."
He came so very early that none of the family were stirring, except Marvel, who had risen by daybreak to finish some repairs that he was making in the woad apparatus. He recognized the boy the moment he saw him, and welcomed him with his usual good-nature. "Ah, sir!" said the lad, "I be's glad to see things going on here again. I be's main glad to hear how young mistress is happy!
"It's twinty-foive dollars is here. Where be's the misthress?" "I think I shall have to go and explain it to her," Mrs. Errol said. So she, too, went out of the room and Mr. Havisham was left alone for a while. He went to the window and stood looking out into the street reflectively.
Ye are welcome to Scotland, ye prick-the-clout loon, he said, thrusting forth a paw; much the colour of a badger's back, and of most portentous dimensions. 'Gil Hobson? Gil whoreson! exclaimed Wandering Willie; 'it's a gentle chap that I judge to be an apprentice wi' auld Joshua Geddes, to the quaker-trade. 'What trade be's that, man? said he of the badger-coloured fist.
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