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He didn't exactly fall, he only slid gently into a sitting posture, all hunched up, and with his shoulders propped against the side of the engine-room skylight. "That was the donkey-man. A haggard, white-faced chap with a ragged moustache. Acted third engineer," he explained. "Dead," I said. We had heard something of that in court. "So they say," he pronounced with sombre indifference.
"Friends," he said, "and mates, and respected genelmen hall, we are here, two and three gathered togetherlike, for the purpose of horganizing a Band of 'Ope." "Local Number One," interrupted Billy Dutton, the donkey-man, who had had some trades'-union experience. "Band of 'Ope, Local Number One," continued Mr. Bob, receiving the suggestion in an accommodating spirit.
One day the carriage-and-four came in state from Newcome Park, with the well-known chaste liveries of the Newcomes, and drove up Rosebury Green, towards the parsonage gate, when Mrs. and the Miss Potters happened to be standing, cheapening fish from a donkey-man, with whom they were in the habit of dealing.
The firemen were drunk and the donkey-man was drunk. And at eleven-fifteen the gong sounded for slow-astern. I stood by the telegraph and worked the handle, and do what I would I kept shutting my eyes. My God! I thought, shall I ever sleep again? The old Third stood near me, his eyes all bloodshot, the crease in his cheek working, his dyed moustache all draggled, his breath Humph!
The captain and lieutenant for the first time regarded the donkey-man, and they regarded him narrowly, red sash, earrings, stiletto and all. Constance caught the look and laughed. 'Isn't he picturesque? she inquired in Italian. 'The head-waiter at the Hotel du Lac found him for me. He has been in the United States and speaks English, which is a great convenience.
'Then Iselmann did not produce it? asked the Heathen Journalist, who haunted the East Side for copy, and pronounced Pinchas 'Pin-cuss. 'No, I changed his name to Eselmann, the Donkey-man. For I had hardly read him ten lines before he brayed out, "Where is the Ghost?" "The Ghost?" I said. "I have laid him. He cannot walk on the modern stage." Eselmann tore his hair.
The fellow shook him off, but that had delayed him, and though we lost the horseman we kept the donkey-man in sight and followed him on to the village. I reconnoitered while the Imp stole these two camels jolly good ones they are and while I was trying to make out where you were, for there were lights in several windows, I suddenly heard your voice and then I saw a glare of fire.
I've bought some jolly gold barbaric ornaments that she may accept when I reach home; and do try to persuade her that the poor old bear is rough only on the outside. "Things going on just as usual. Liosha has got a monkey given her by the donkey-man. . . ."
Yes, he was in the Navy. You'll see it on the opposite page. He deserted, poor boy, in Cork Harbour, and shipped on board a tramp steamer as donkey-man. She loaded at Fowey and was wrecked on the voyage back. William Pellow he was called: his mother lives but ten miles up the coast: she never heard of it until six weeks after." "But we I, I mean knew him.
"Why, it's fire!" he shouted. "Run, young fellow, you know the fire-station!" "I know it," shouted the donkey-man, sobered in an instant, as he jumped off his cart, left it standing, dashed round the corner, and disappeared, while Number 666 beat a thundering tattoo on Samuel Twitter's front door.
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