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'A thousand thanks for a curious and interesting night, says Jasper, giving him his hand; 'you can make your own way home? 'I should think so! answers Durdles. 'If you was to offer Durdles the affront to show him his way home, he wouldn't go home. Durdles wouldn't go home till morning; And THEN Durdles wouldn't go home, Durdles wouldn't. This with the utmost defiance. 'Good-night, then.
Sapsea remarks, looking about him for information, 'to what the Very Reverend the Dean does me the honour of referring. And then falls to studying his original in minute points of detail. 'Durdles, Mr. Tope hints. 'Ay! the Dean echoes; 'Durdles, Durdles! 'The truth is, sir, explains Jasper, 'that my curiosity in the man was first really stimulated by Mr. Sapsea. Mr.
Come Durdles, let me walk home with you to-night. Shall I carry your bundle?" "Not on any account," replies Durdles, adjusting it, and continuing to talk in a rambling way, as he and Jasper walk on together. "This creature, Deputy, is behind us," says Jasper, looking back. "Is he to follow us?"
Neither of them is Jasper; neither of them is Durdles, "in a suit of coarse flannel" a disreputable jacket, as Sir L. Fildes depicts him "with horn buttons," and a battered old tall hat. These interpretations are quite demonstrably erroneous and even impossible. Mr. Archer interprets the designs exactly as I do. As to the young man in the light of Jasper's lamp, Mr.
The taciturnity of Durdles is for the time overcome by Mr. Jasper's wicker bottle, which circulates freely; in the sense, that is to say, that its contents enter freely into Mr. Durdles's circulation, while Mr. Jasper only rinses his mouth once, and casts forth the rinsing. They are to ascend the great Tower. On the steps by which they rise to the Cathedral, Durdles pauses for new store of breath.
Surely an unaccountable sort of expedition, therefore! ''Ware that there mound by the yard-gate, Mister Jarsper. 'I see it. What is it? 'Lime. Mr. Jasper stops, and waits for him to come up, for he lags behind. 'What you call quick-lime? 'Ay! says Durdles; 'quick enough to eat your boots. With a little handy stirring, quick enough to eat your bones.
"Yer lie; I did," says Deputy, in his only polite form of contradiction, whereupon Durdles turns back again and forgets the offence as unexpectedly as he had recalled it, and says to Jasper, in reference to Deputy. "Own brother, sir, to Peter, the Wild Boy! But I gave him an object in life." "At which he takes aim?" Mr. Jasper suggests. "That is it, sir," returns Durdles; "at which he takes aim.
"Yes, I am," she acknowledged. "And I don't know why. At least, I do know. I'm going to use you selfishly, Durdles. I'm going to tell you all my troubles and ask your help in every possible way. I'm going to let you off nothing." I took her hand. "I'm proud," I said, "now and always." "Do you know that I've never asked any one's help before?
'Deputy, says Durdles, with a nod. 'Is that its his name? 'Deputy, assents Durdles. 'I'm man-servant up at the Travellers' Twopenny in Gas Works Garding, this thing explains. 'All us man-servants at Travellers' Lodgings is named Deputy. When we're chock full and the Travellers is all a-bed I come out for my 'elth. Then withdrawing into the road, and taking aim, he resumes: 'Widdy widdy wen!
Perhaps you will be in Cloisterham at some not far distant time; if so, wander out at night in the old graveyard, when the moon is up, and in among the cathedral crypts, if you can gain access to them; and see if from some shadowy corner of lane or building does not start out before you the wraith of the hideous small boy, Deputy, eluding your touch, and chanting as he dances in front of you the old song which was the badge of his office as the keeper of Durdles,
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