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Forthwith he began to pound and kick so forcibly, that Julius came upstairs on a run, half inclined to believe that Dodger had really become insane. "What do you want, boy?" he inquired from outside the door. "I want you to unbolt the door and let me out." "I couldn't do it, nohow," said Julius. "It would be as much as my place is worth."
But when the boat came in he just mixed in with the passengers, and came up to the entrance of the pier. Two boys asked to carry his valise, but he shook his head till Dodger came round, and he engaged him right off." Tim Bolton nodded knowingly. "It was a plan," he said. "The man wanted to get hold of Dodger. What puzzles me is, that you said he was an old man." "His hair and beard were gray."
"I suppose it is from Curtis Waring." He opened the envelope, and found inclosed twenty-five dollars in bills, with a few lines written on a half-sheet of paper. These Dodger read, with interest and curiosity. They were as follows: "Dodger: The money inclosed is for you. When you reach California you will find it of use.
"And I'll speak my mind, Captain Dunsack; it's this your girls are a long sight too good for you or for any other judgmatical, psalm-singing devil dodger." He stood fuming at the door. "Good afternoon to you."
I soon rallied "There are more cloaks in the world than one," said I to myself; "besides, even if it be Tyrrell's dodger, as he calls him, the baronet is better mounted than any highwayman since the days of Du Val; and is, moreover, strong enough and cunning enough to take admirable care of himself."
They had now reached Fourth Avenue, and a surface car was close at hand. "We're going to get aboard that car," said Dodger, signaling with his free hand. "I'll tell you more when we're inside." Florence entered the car, and Dodger, following, took a seat at her side.
We need oculists, not opportunities. I used to work on the "section" and get a dollar and fifteen cents a day. I rattled there. I did not earn my dollar fifteen. I tried to see how little I could do and look like I was working. I was the Artful Dodger of Section Sixteen. When the whistle would blow O, joyful sound! I would leave my pick hang right up in the air.
"P. S. Don't let on to Curtis that you have heard from me, or he might try to play me some trick in San Francisco." Florence's face was radiant when she had read the letter. Dodger was alive, well, and in good spirits. The letter arrived during the afternoon, and she put on her street dress at once and went over to the apple-stand and read the letter to Mrs. O'Keefe.
Again, he had picked up a good deal of slang from the nature of his associates, and she set to work to improve his language, and teach him refinement. It was necessarily a slow process, but she began to find after a time that a gradual change was coming over him. "I want you to grow up a gentleman, Dodger," she said to him one day. "I'm too rough for that, Florence.
He raved and foamed amazingly, although he could not meet Jack's indignant look, who then turned round again. "Now, Mr Biggs, is this to be understood, or do you shelter yourself under your forecastle?" "I'm no dodger," replied the boatswain, "and we will settle the affair at Malta." At which reply Jack returned to Mesty. "Massa Easy, I look at um face, dat fellow Eastop, he no like it.
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