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Hucks after a few moments' thought. "That's all very well, missie," he repeated, "but grown-up folks can't take your easy way wi' the law. You're askin' me to aid an' abet, knowin' him to be stolen; an' that's serious. If 'twas a matter between you an' me, now or even between us an' Sam Bossom.
He went to the door and, stepping into the yard, emitted a loud roar like the bellow of a bull. Apparently it was his method of telephoning to his employees. After a moment a distant voice called back, "Aye, aye, boss!" "Where's Sam Bossom?" "In the stables." "Then send him along here, and tell him to look sharp. He's the man for our job," explained Mr.
Tilda described how the Doctor had shut her in his drawing-room, how she had escaped to the garden and found the boy there, and how 'Dolph had discovered the coal-shaft for them. "An' then Mr. Bossom 'e 'elped us out an' put us across the canal. That's all the 'and 'e took in it.
Sam Bossom, having poled back to the towpath, stepped ashore, made fast his bow moorings, stood and watched the two childish figures as they passed up the last slope of the garden out of sight, and proceeded to deliver his remaining hundredweights of coal first, however, peering down the manhole and listening, to assure himself that all was quiet below.
"It looks like one," said Miss Sally, stepping past her; "and I shall be curious to know, by and by, who baited it." "Where shall I take ye, ma'am?" asked Sam Bossom. "Show me the children first, if you please." He walked before her down the unsavoury passage.
Understand?" "You want Mr. Mortimer to write?" asked Tilda dubiously. "No, I don't. I want you to write that's to say, if you can." "I can print letters, same as the play-bills." "That'll do. You can get one o' the Mortimers to address the envelopes. And now," said Mr. Hucks, "I 'd best be off and speak to Sam Bossom to get out the boat.
Sam, I want you to step along to 'Oly Innocents with us, and on the road I'll fix up your modest hopper'andy." Of this modus operandi the opening move was made as the trio reached the confines of the Orphanage premises. Here, by the angle of the red brick wall, Mr. Bossom halted to strike a match for his pipe.
An' from the canal I 'urried Arthur Miles up to the Good Samaritan; but when we got there his mother was dead becos o' course she must a-been his mother. An' so," Tilda wound up, "I turned-to an' adopted 'im, an' we came along 'ere to arsk Mr. Bossom to 'elp us. An' now if you give 'im up it 'll be a burnin' shame, an' Gawd'll pull your leg for it." "That's all very well," said Mr.
"Allow me to introduce you but excuse me, I have not the pleasure of knowing your name " "Sam Bossom." "Delighted! 'Bossom' did you say? B O double S it should have been 'Blossom, sir, with a slight addition; or, with an equally slight omission er 'Bosom, if my Arabella will excuse me. On two hands, Mr. Bossom, you narrowly escape poetry." You have doubtless heard of it?"
Its rate of progression was steady, and a trifle under three miles an hour. Astride the grey horse sat Mr. Mortimer, consciously romantic. The darkness, the secrecy of the flight the prospect of recovered liberty beyond this, the goal! As he rode, Mr. Mortimer murmured beatifically "To Stratford! To Stratford-on-Avon!" Sam Bossom stood on the small after-deck and steered. In the cabin Mrs.
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