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"And then whatever bully boys you're running will clobber us?" asked Jansen. "That'll be the day! Anyway, truce for now." "Granted!" The lights of the arena went on and the plains vanished into a dark, tiled floor. "Any time you want a return engagement it'll be fine with me," said Ashe, getting up. Jansen grinned. "Put that off for a month or so, Gordon. We push into time tomorrow.

Instead, he hit the table with his fist; not, fortunately, the one that was holding the soup spoon. "Well, I hope so! And if they do it before the Cape Canaveral gets in, they may fix Leo Belsher, too, and then, in the general excitement, somebody might clobber Mort Hallstock, and that'd be grand slam.

In fact, I don't like it. So I'll try to stop you from leaving, but if it turns out I couldn't, I won't hold any grudges. Even if I wake up with lumps." She paused. "On the other hand," she said, "there we are together for three-four days. I don't want to spend them fighting off attempts to clobber me every thirty seconds.

The day nurse was a tall, lean-faced professional who had learned to meet miracles and failures with equal lack of expression. However, this routine with the dying I-A operative had lulled her into a state of psychological unpreparedness. Any day now, poor guy, she thought. And she gasped as she opened his sole remaining eye, said: "Did they clobber those dames on Heleb?" "Yes, sir!" she blurted.

His overcoat, which might have been called a Chesterfield in Shoreditch, pleased Briggs, as he told me in the car: he drew my attention to its texture and warmth, he admiringly fingered it. "I might ha' paid thirty bob for that there top-coat," he surmised. "A collar an' a tie an' all, too! Them boots ain't so dusty, neither: they fit me a treat. Goin' 'ome to my missus in Sunday clobber, I am."

"So he is," said Dickie; "but 'e's my daddy all the same." "Oh, come on," said Mr. Beale impatiently. And they went in. DICKIE fell asleep between clean, coarse sheets in a hard, narrow bed, for which fourpence had been paid. "Put yer clobber under yer bolster, likewise yer boots," was the last instruction of his new friend and "father."

A man's voice growled harshly it was like the snarl of a wild beast, "Three nights you done no good. Blarst yer slobberin'! you ain't got no more savvey than a blank blank cow. I'd put a new head on yer for tuppence." A woman answered, "You've struck me, you swine; and if I've got a black eye I'll quod you, sure as I'm yere. Ain't I lushed you, and fed you, and found your clobber long enough?"

It's only ter give their clobber an airin', an' keep out the moths." When it was time to set out for the church, the five were quite at their ease, grinning and giggling at the familiar jokes on marriage, broad as a barn door, dating from the Flood. Mrs Yabsley toiled in the rear of the bridal procession, fighting for wind on account of the hill.

'Cause I've got a friend as'll change 'em for me, and then we'll 'ave new clobber and some more furniture, and a carpet and a crockery basin to wash our hands and faces in 'stead of that old tin thing. And a bath we'll 'ave. And you shall buy some more pups. And I'll get some proper carving tools. And our fortune's made. See?"