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"Why, sir," said Joe, who also showed some slight signs of wear, but whose breathing was soft and regular, "why, sir, you couldn't call that last one a real knockdown " "You 'm a liar, Joe, a liar!" cried the Old Un. "Blimy, Guv, Joe's a-tellin' you crackers, s' help me your 'ands touched the floor, didn't they?"
Ford as was, then Simmons now, ain't it?" He said this with a furtive leer that Simmons neither liked nor understood. "No," said Simmons; "she ain't in now." "You ain't her 'usband, are ye?" "Yus." The man took his pipe from his mouth and grinned silently and long. "Blimy," he said at length, "you look like the sort o' bloke she'd like," and with that he grinned again.
"What about me?" whined the old man humbly, "don't I get none, Joe-lad?" "Not a cent, you old rasper!" "Blimy, Guv, you won't forget a old cove as 'ud shed 'is best blood for ye?" "The Guv'nor don't want yer blood, old skin-and-bones. And now, come on, sir " "Stay a minute, Joe, the Old Un generally keeps time for us when we spar rounds."
Here he was ushered into a room where two men in sailor suits and three or four in oilskins sat about on benches. Two crippled soldiers guarded the door and another, who stood by an inner door, wore a bandage about his head. "Blimy, I thought I was 'avin' me eyes tested," said one of the sailors. "It's a bloomin' wonder they don't clap a pair o' blinders on yer and be done with it!"
"Blimy," said one suddenly, "some of these old civilians 'ave come it balmy on the crumpet since the war began. Give me the trenches!" Aglow with satisfaction at what he had been able to do for the wounded soldiers, Mr. Lavender sat down in his study to drink the tea which he found there.
It was that teapot, with its conspicuous urn design, that finally disillusioned him. I had just returned from putting it back in the chest for the third time when he missed it; and he announced the discovery with a profusion of perfectly unnecessary and highly inappropriate adjectives. "'Naa, then! he exclaimed truculently, 'where's that blimy teapot gone to? Hay?
I don't know if they have tree-toads here, but I could find out which is north and south that way if they have." "Blimy, if we don't listen and see if we can 'ear 'em s'ying 'polly voo Fransay' in the trees!" said Tennert. "But a feller could never get into France that way," said Tom. "'Cause he'd have to cross the battle line.
'Ere 's Joe been knockin' ye down an' knockin' ye down, an' you comin' up smilin' for more an' gettin' it 'ere's Joe been a-poundin' of ye all over the ring, yet you can finish strong an' speedy enough to put Joe down blimy, Guv, you're a wonder an' no error!" "I don't think Joe fought his hardest, Old Un."
The thing is an osteological specimen; a mere anatomical abstraction. Now these skeletons of Challoner's were quite different. Walking down the long room and looking into the great wall-case, I was confronted with actual individuals. Number One was Jimmy Archer, who had tried to steal the "blimy teapot."
I'll take it easy for a bit amongst them bushes, there's no call for me to hurry. I shawnt forget meetin' your lor'ship. Blimy if I will. Me sittin' there under that hedge an' thinkin' of that half quid I dropped over 'White Lady' and your lor'ship comin' along It gets me!" Up to this moment of parting he had not once Lordshipped Jones.
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