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"'E only wants to make you drunk at 'is expense. Dessay 'e'll stand you all a drink. Come up an' look at 'im. 'E don't bite." A square man, with remarkable eyes, entered at the head of six large bluejackets. Behind them gathered a contingent of hopeful free-drinkers. "'E's the only one I could get. Transferred to the Postulant six months back. I found 'im quite accidental." Mr. Wessels beamed.
But William Henry, now a sturdy little fellow of a-year-and-a-half, tightened his arms around his friend's neck and yelled his disapproval right valiantly. "Well, now, will yer look at that!" cried the little mother proudly. "Wot'll Daddy say w'en I tell 'im? The little rascal's so took with the young loidy. 'Ush up there now, bless 'is 'eart. See, 'e'll go with mammy."
"'You ain't much of a 'and at a description, Bill, said the man behind me. 'Mr Shorter, it's like this. We've got to see this man Hawker tonight. Maybe 'e'll kiss us all and 'ave up the champagne when 'e sees us. Maybe on the other 'and 'e won't. Maybe 'e'll be dead when we goes away. Maybe not. But we've got to see 'im.
'E'll be a bigger and a better man than me, some day. 'E's started in life with better chances. I 'ope 'e'll be a cricketer. There's no game comes up to cricket, in my opinion..." At this juncture, the Belgian Directeur of the jail opened the door and asked Vivie to follow him, telling Bertie she would return in the afternoon.
"Hadn't I better go and meet him?" "Naw. Ah would na. Ah wouldn' woorry; there's shepherds on t' road wi' t' sheep. Mebbe 'e'll toorn oop long o' they. Dawn' woorry ef tes laate like." He went away. They waited, listening while the clock struck the hours, seven; eight; nine. At ten her mother and the servants went to bed. She sat up, and waited, reading.
"You can post this letter on yer way," she commanded. "I'll pay fer the breakfast." But confidence forsook her as through the small window they watched him making his way still a trifle unsteadily towards the docks. For a little distance 'Dolph followed him, but halted, stood for a minute wagging his tail, and so came trotting back. "'E'll manage it," said Tilda at length.
"I doan' keer. I doan' keer what 'appens to mae. What wae did what wae did lies between him and mae." "Did he tell you he'd marry you, Essy?" Essy sobbed for answer. "He didn't? Is he going to marry you?" "'Tisn' likely 'e'll marry mae. An' I'll not force him." "You think, perhaps, it doesn't matter?" She shook her head in utter helplessness. "Come, make a clean breast of it."
'Hurry up with your bird-seed, I says, and as I do a shell comes along and explodes inside of 'er old frame somewheres, and the cook says maybe 'e'll be gettin' along without the seed the canary not being what you'd call a 'eavy eater, anyway.
"Ax me another," growled Bates. "Who is spreading this rumor? Robinson?" "'E dussen't, sir. 'E looks fierce, but 'e'll 'old 'is tongue. T'super will see to that." "Someone is talking. That is quite certain." "There's a chap in the 'Are an' 'Ounds kem 'ere last night." "Ingerman?" "Ay, sir, that's the name. 'E's makin' a song of it, I hear." "Anybody else?" "Fred Elkin is gassin' about.
You're himperfectly eddicated, Sargint, sez 'e, an' then we fell in. But after p'rade, 'e was up an' Mullins was swearin' 'imself black in the face at Ord'ly Room that Mulvaney 'ad called 'im a swine an' Lord knows wot all. You know Mullins. 'E'll 'ave 'is 'ead broke in one o' these days. 'E's too big a bloomin' liar for ord'nary consumption.
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