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Anyhow, the mortgage be paid off, sir, Miss Anthea's free, an' 'tis joy'ful, an' 'appy-'earted I be this night. Prudence an' me'll be gettin' married soon now, an' when I think of her cookin' Lord, Mr. Belloo sir! All as I say is God bless Master Georgy! Good-night, sir! an' may your dreams be as 'appy as mine, always supposin' I do dream, which is seldom. Good-night, sir!"

E'cod, I be half minded to take a shovel and have a try at fortun'-huntin' myself, only there ain't much chance o' findin' another, hereabouts; besides that b'y prayed for that fortun', ah! long, an' hard he prayed, Mr. Belloo sir, an' 'twixt you an' me, sir, I ain't been much of a pray-er myself since my old mother died.

And now, they were out upon the moon-lit road again, seated in the car, while Peterday, his hat in his hand, was speaking to her. And yet, was it to her? "Mrs. Belloo, mam," he was saying, "on this here monumentous occasion " "Monumentous is the only word for it, Peterday!" nodded the Sergeant. "On this here monumentous occasion, Mrs.

No words be strong enough to tell the J-O-Y j'y, mam, as fills us one an' all." Here, he waved his hand to where stood the comely Prudence with the two rosy-cheeked maids peeping over her buxom shoulders. "Only," pursued Adam, "I be glad ah! mortal glad, I be, as 'tis you, Mr. Belloo sir.

"I done it myself, sir, wi' these here two 'ands, Three thousand pound I counted over to him, an' five hundred more in banknotes, sir, while Miss Anthea sat by like one in a dream. Altogether there were five thousand pound as that blessed b'y dug up out o' the orchard done up all in a pertater sack, under this very i-dentical tree as you'm a set-tin' under Mr. Belloo sir.

But then, if they do take the blight, why then my 'opes is blighted likewise sir, B-L-I-T-E-D, blighted, Mr. Belloo sir!" which said, Adam laughed once, nodded his head several times, and relapsed into puffing silence. "Mr. Cassilis was over to-day, Adam," said Bellew, after a while pursuing a train of thought. "Ah sir! I seen him, 'e also seen me.

"Oh, ah! she's well enough, sir; I won't go for to deny as she's a fine, up-standing, well-shaped, tall, an' proper figure of a woman as ever was, sir, though the Kentish lasses be a tidy lot, Mr. Beloo sir. Belloo, sir." "And when are you going to get married, Adam?"

Belloo, sir, Miss Anthea be out o' debt, free, sir, an' all along o' Master Georgy, God bless him!" "Oh!" said Bellew, " er that's good!" "Good!" exclaimed Adam, "Ah, Mr. Belloo sir! it be more than good, it's saved Miss Anthea's home for her, and betwixt you an' me, sir, I think it's saved her too. An' it be all along o' that Master Georgy!

Belloo, sir " suggested Adam, and, not waiting for Bellew's laughing rejoinder, he chirrupped to the horses, and the great waggon creaked away with its mountainous load, surmounted by Adam's grinning visage, and Small Porges' golden curls, and followed by the rest of the merry-voiced hay-makers.

Belloo," the sailor proceeded, "my shipmate, Dick, and me, mam, respectfully beg the favour of saluting the bride; Mrs. Belloo, by your leave here's health, and happiness, mam!" And, hereupon, the old sailor kissed her, right heartily. Which done, he made way for the Sergeant who, after a moment's hesitation, followed suit. "A fair wind, and prosperous!" cried Peterday, flourishing his hat.

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