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"Take it, for old Bruvver Jim," the man gently coaxed, and spoonful after spoonful, touched every time to his own mouth first, to try its heat, he urged upon the little patient. Then Miss Doc did a singular thing. She put on a shawl and, abruptly leaving the house, ran with all her might down the street, through the snow, to Bone's saloon.
The two looked at each other. "Bruvver has been good, sir," said the little girl. "Sister has been good, sir," said the little boy. The two heads were patted again approvingly. "But us haven't bo'f been good," added the two voices together. Grandpapa looked very serious. "Indeed, how can that be?" he said. There was a pause of consideration. Then a bright idea struck little Marmaduke.
He'll be scuppered. The Guard will be scuppered!" Here Blue Breeches, overcome by the reproof of his fellows, began to weep. "I didn't tell," he roared. "My big bruvver he knew when he saw them go up the road..." "Never mind! Never mind, old man," said Bayley soothingly. "I'm not fighting to-day. It's all right."
The question was well received by the audience. Tom was beaten. A potato, vast and nobbly, fell from his palsied hand. He was speechless. Then he began to stammer. "Just you stop it, Tom," shouted Kit triumphantly. "Just you stop it, d'you 'ear, you stop it." She turned towards us on the steps, and, taking us all into her confidence, added: "'E's a nice thing to 'ave for a bruvver, anyway."
At another time Duke and Pamela would certainly have chased the stray ducks home again, with many pertinent remarks on their naughty disobedience, but just now they had no thought or attention to give to anything but their own concerns. A sudden feeling came over Pamela, and she turned to Duke. "Bruvver," she said, "those people hasn't come.
I don't fink he can be your bruvver. I fink you've made a mistake. Oh do come wif us, dear Diana. You and Tim." "Yes for Tim, it'd be the best thing he could do, and the best chance for you to get safe home. But for me," and again Diana shook her head. "Let alone Mick, I'm only a poor wild gipsy girl," she said. "I couldn't take to your pretty quiet ways; no, it'd kill me.
He was not quite generous enough to own that his gloomy prophecies had been a good deal the result of his being tired and cross and contradictory. In his heart he had no misgiving such as he had expressed to Pamela he had no idea that what he had said might really have been true. "You don't fink so, bruvver?" persisted Pam.
She let go the chair, stooping down to examine this something, and in a moment a cry escaped her. "Bruvver! oh, bruvver," she exclaimed, "just see! How can it have got brokened?" and she held up the bowl or what had been the bowl rather out of which Toby had gobbled up his unexpected breakfast, broken, hopelessly broken, into several pieces!
He must always have been a silent, backward little fellow, and sad, as children rarely become at an age so tender. Of who or what he was he gave no clew. He seemed to have no real name, to remember no parents, to feel no confidence in anything save "Bruvver Jim" and Tintoretto.
So she was, for she would have gone after "bruvver" down the crater of Vesuvius itself I do believe, but she looked white and trembled, and whispered piteously, "I am so frightened, Tim." "But it's better than if Mick had cotched us, and you'd had to go to that Signor man, missy," said Tim encouragingly. This appealed to Pamela's common sense, and in a few minutes she seemed quite happy.
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