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"He looks as if his head was pretty solid," said Dick, who had once cut his knuckles against it. "My second boy, Biddlecomb. If he applies himself, he too will do me credit in the world." "How do, Biddlecomb?" said Dick. "I owe you ninepence I mean oh hang it, here's a shilling for you! Hallo, Chawner!" he went on, gradually overcoming his first nervousness, "how are you getting on, eh?
To this none would have had any right to object had it not necessarily, or at least from Chawner's point of view, involved a full, true, and particular account of the misdoings of each and every one; and consequently, for some time after these professions of misgivings, Chawner would be surrounded by a little crowd of anxiously obsequious friends, all trying hard to overcome his scruples or persuade him at least to omit their names from his revelations.
"I promise you I shall not bring any other names in ... I don't want to ... I only want to save myself and I can't stand it any longer. Why should you stand between me and my rights in this currish way? I didn't know there were boys like you in the world, sir; you're a young monster!" "I don't mean you to tell the Doctor anything at all," said Chawner. "I shall do what I said."
In five minutes they were walking side by side to her home, which lay along the policeman's beat; and he carried her basket and talked about local affairs. He was a bit shaken, however, to know she belonged to Chawner, and wished with all his heart that she had not. Mr.
"If it comes to that," said Paul, casting about for some explanation of his appearance, "what are you up to here?" "Why," said Chawner, "if you want to know, Dick, we've been to fetch the St. James' Gazette for the Doctor.
"And he's a tower of strength," continued Samuel, "and, as for getting in trouble with me, that I can promise you you never will do if you behave." She looked up at him under her eyelids and felt a flutter at her heart-strings, for if ever there was a case of love at first sight it happened when Chawner Green's younger daughter was catched in the sloan bushes by Sam Borlase.
"Think twice," he said, walking very close to her and looking in her beautiful eyes. "Think twice, my dear heart." But she shook her head and he only see tears there full of moonshine. "No need to think twice," she answered. "You know me, Samuel." He heaved a hugeous sigh then and looked at the waiting man. Chawner was swinging his pheasant by the legs and regarding 'em standing up together.
"What is it I smell?" she asked. "Medicine," said Dan. He knew that Pete, the walking dictionary, could be trusted to break the appalling news to these unhappy girls. He glanced at Mr. Holloway and nodded. "Yes," said Pete, "you smell medicine. It was prescribed by the distinguished surgeon an' pathologist, Perfessor Adam Chawner." "Prescribed? Why?"
"Take your time, Bultitude," said the latter, after a long minute, in which a little skeleton clock on the mantelpiece ticked loudly "there's no hurry, my boy." But this only reminded Paul that there was every need for hurry Chawner might come in, and follow him here, unless he made haste. Still, he could only say, "You see me in a very agitated state, Dr. Grimstone a very agitated state, sir."
Uncle Jake came out of the corrals, carrying a branding-iron and found himself confronted by a short, thick-set man with prominent, slightly congested grey eyes, which shone keenly out of an immense head. "I am Professor Chawner, of the Smithsonian. I wish to ask you a question." "Perfessor, I'm happy to meet ye. It tickles me to death to answer questions. And I stand by the editor o' The Tribune.
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