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H.A.C.: "Oh well, in a way I suppose " T.A.: "'Ow many are there of yer?" H.A.C.: "About eight hundred." T.A.: "An' they say yer volunteered!" H.A.C.: "Yes, we did." "Blimey, yer must be mad!" For curiosity's sake I asked some of my mates to give me their reasons for enlisting.
Twenty dissatisfied competitors vowed they would never bring another horse there in their lives. Gaslight's owner said: "Blimey, I knew it would be all right with old Billy judging. 'E knows this 'orse." The dog is a member of society who likes to have his day's work, and who does it more conscientiously than most human beings.
He was down on his knees with the mouth of the bag open again, quite in the style of the practised hawker. "Give me an old suit of clothes for them. Hurry up. There's a lovely frock." "Blimey," said the man, staring, "I've only got these clothes. Wot d'yer take me for? A dook?" "Well, get me some somewhere," said Tommy.
"I've 'ad a 'orrible nightmare, I 'ave a nightmare. See?" He fixed his eyes on me for a moment, then raised himself from his seat, peering narrowly at me across the table. "I seed you before, mate. Gaw, blimey! if you ain't the bloke wot I giv'd the pigtail to! And wot laid out that blasted Chink as was scraggin' me! Shake, mate!"
The man watched him now in silence, only broken by exclamations of "Blimey" and "Flaming hell" when more shot was discovered. The tests concluded: "Gotchee some more?" asked Sin Sin Wa. From the canvas wrapping George took out and tossed on the counter a square packet wrapped in grease-paper. "H'm," murmured Sin Sin Wa, "Patna. Where you catchee?" "Off of a lascar," growled the man.
George jerked his peaked cap from his head, revealing a tangle of unkempt red hair. He scratched his skull with savage vigor. "Blimey!" he said pathetically. "'Ere's a go! I been done brown, guv'nor." "Lough luck," murmured Sin Sin Wa, and resumed his examination of the cakes of opium.
Something white came sailing down toward him and he heard a voice shout to him: "Blimey, old man! Grab the preserver!" Then Stan saw that two other life preservers had been tossed to him. He swam to the nearest one and grabbed it. He was shaking from the cold water but he laughed. The destroyer was flying the ensign of His Majesty's Royal Navy.
He had not finished speaking; he was obviously struggling with another word, which threatened to choke him. With an expression of horror and despair, he clutched his bald head; and then the word came the single word "Blimey!" It was uttered in the same soft, mincing, judicial accents.
"But it's in the paper," said the mariner. "Hoax all the same," said Marvel. "I know the chap that started the lie. There ain't no Invisible Man whatsoever Blimey." "But how 'bout this paper? D'you mean to say ?" "Not a word of it," said Marvel, stoutly. The mariner stared, paper in hand. Mr. Marvel jerkily faced about.
"Gor blimey, Guv'nor," he ejaculated, "what sorter gime d'you call that?" "It's all right, driver," said Tommy gravely. "We found him insulting this gentleman's sister." The driver, who evidently had a nice sense of chivalry, at once came round to our side. "Was 'e? the dirty 'ound!" he observed. "Well, you done it on 'im proper. You ain't drowned 'im, 'ave ye, gents?" "Oh no," I said.
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