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He wanted his cap the new golf cap and Mrs. Polly must needs fish out his old soft brown felt hat. "'Ere's your 'at," she said in a tone of insincere encouragement. He had been routing among the piled newspapers under the kitchen dresser, and had turned quite hopefully and taken the thing. He put it on. But it didn't feel right. Nothing felt right.
"Aw, go on wid yer preacher an' yer hull outfit! The docthor yonder's worth " "Now, Mr. Tate, this 'ere's goin' past the limit. I can put up with a good deal of abuse from a sick man, but w'en I 'ears any reflections thrown out at this 'ere 'ospital an' them as runs it, by the livin' jumpin' Jemima Jebbs! I hain't goin' to stand it, not me!" Ben's voice rose in a shrill cry of anger.
But I'm thinkin' you'd better have another one of the boys to fall back on. This 'ere's an onusual ticklish job; and the feller as does it'll be lucky if he comes off with a whole skin." At these words so plain an expression of relief went over Laurette's face that Bill Goodine could not contain himself. "Jim Reddin dasn't do it," he muttered to her, fiercely. The girl drew herself up.
I say, though, this 'ere's more comfortable than riding barebacked, holding on to a rope, sir, eh?" "Pete, my lad," said Archie, with a sigh, "it's wonderful! How did you manage it all?" "Oh, sir," said the lad modestly, "it's only having a bit of a try.
You'll hear a thousand blankets being shook that's mausers and others. You'll see regiments marching out o' step, an' every man on his own, which is not how we started this war, not much. And where there's a bit o' rock, you say, 'Ere's a friend, and you get behind it like a man.
"Well, let 'em swarm," said Joe Cross, as if talking to himself. "I don't mind. This 'ere's a savage country, and 'tis their nature to. He seems a rum sort of a buffer, Mr Rodd, sir. What does he mean by that? Was it Spanish chaff?" "Oh no, Joe. My uncle was asking him about what curiosities there are in the country. That's why he said he had been thinking about them." "Oh, I see.
"Say rather the worst!" "'Ere's a nice, big 'ole in the coat, sir," said Mr. Brimberly, unfolding the garment in question, "and the weskit, sir; the pocket is tore, you'll notice, sir." "Excellent, Brimberly!" "As for these trousis, sir " "They seem rather superior garments, I'm afraid!" said Mr. Ravenslee, shaking his head. "But you'll notice as they're very much wore round the 'eels, sir."
A smart-looking chap was doing a brisk business with a gambling contrivance. Seeing two policemen approach, he rapidly and ingeniously covered the dice up, mounted his table, and shouted: "Ere's the only great show on the grounds!
I hain't forgot a mean trick they sarved me two yeern ago, up thar by Santer Fe." "And so you have joined the volunteers?" "That's sartin. But why ain't you a-gwine to Mexico? That 'ere's a wonder to me, cap, why you ain't. Thur's a mighty grist o' venturin', I heern; beats Injun fightin' all holler, an' yur jest the beaver I'd 'spect to find in that 'ar dam. Why don't you go?"
Jim looked at Esther in a sort of vague and brutal astonishment, and feeling he must say something, and not knowing well what, he said "Well, 'ere's to your good health!" and he took a long pull at the jug. "Where did you get this?" "In Durham street, at the 'Angel." "I thought as much; they don't sell stuff like this at the 'Rose and Crown. Well, much obliged to yer.
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