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"Lost!" exclaimed several voices in disappointed tones, when the dice fell on the table. "Who's lost?" cried those in the rear of the crowd. "Tom Brixton, to be sure," answered Gashford, with a laugh. "He always loses; but it's no great loss this time, and I am not much the richer." There was no response to this sally.
He stood up at once, therefore, on being ordered to do so, and quietly underwent inspection. "Ha! I thought so!" exclaimed Gashford, contemptuously. "Any man could free himself from that in half an hour. But what better could be expected from a land-lubber?" Crossby made some sharp allusions to a "sea-lubber," but he wisely restrained his voice so that only those nearest overheard him.
I would not sully it with a touch of mine, and I could not expect you to believe in me after I tell you that I not only robbed Gashford, but also Fred my chum Fred and gambled it all away, and drank away my reason almost at the same time... I have slept again, and dreamed of water this time bright, pure, crystal water sparkling and gushing in the sunshine.
'Do you say this to my face? cried his master, turning sharply upon him. 'To any man, my lord, who asks me, answered John. 'Mr Gashford, I find, was right, said Lord George; 'I thought him prejudiced, though I ought to have known a man like him better than to have supposed it possible!
"Mind he don't bite!" suggested Paddy Flinders, in a tone that drew a laugh from the by-standers. "Hand me that stick, Paddy," said Gashford, "and keep your jokes to a more convenient season." "Ah! then 'tis always a convanient season wid me, sor," replied Paddy, with a wink at his companions as he handed the stick.
'Mr Haredale, said Gashford, stealthily raising his eyes, and letting them drop again when they met the other's steady gaze, is too conscientious, too honourable, too manly, I am sure, to attach unworthy motives to an honest change of opinions, even though it implies a doubt of those he holds himself. Mr Haredale is too just, too generous, too clear-sighted in his moral vision, to
"What's that you say, Paddy?" asked Gashford, leaving his own separate and private fire, which he enjoyed with one or two chosen comrades, and approaching that round which the great body of the diggers were already assembled. "I was just goin' to tell the boys, sor, a bit of a ghost story." "Well, go on, lad, I'd like to hear it, too."
"I have made up my mind to get back from that big thief Gashford what he has stolen from me, for it is certain that he cheated at play, though I could not prove it at the time. It is impossible to get it back by fair means, and I hold it quite allowable to steal from a thief, especially when that which you take is your own." Fred Westly shook his head, but did not reply.
But let me ask, in turn, what has happened to you?" There was no resisting the earnest sincerity of Fred's look and tone, to say nothing of his cool courage. Gashford felt somewhat abashed in spite of himself. "What has happened to me?" he repeated, bitterly. "The worst that could happen has happened. My gold has been stolen, and your chum is the man who has cribbed it.
'What's the use of shooting wide of the mark, eh, old boy! cried Hugh. 'My sentiments all over! rejoined the hangman. 'This is the sort of chap for my division, Muster Gashford. Down with him, sir. Put him on the roll. I'd stand godfather to him, if he was to be christened in a bonfire, made of the ruins of the Bank of England.
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