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A row of children knelt on the brick floor at her feet, busily stripping the fruit from the stems, and negresses, hard by, strained with sinewy hands the crimson juice from the pulpy mass into jars of earthenware. To this group suddenly entered a breathless urchin. "Ohé, mistis! de Gov'nor an' Massa Peyton comin' up de road!" Betty suspended her operations with a little cry.
We'll let it stand there, gov'nor, and you'll do the 'andsome thing, as you 'ave always 'ad the name for doin'. Well, then, your man, Jim 'Arisen, fights Crab Wilson, of Gloucester, at Crawley Down to-morrow mornin' for a stake." "What of that?" "Did you 'appen to know what the bettin' was yesterday?" "It was three to two on Wilson." "Right you are, gov'nor.
If he found out I had done that I should never hear the last of it. So I said to him: "Gov'nor, I'm feeling a bit jaded. Been working too hard, or something. I'll take a week or so off, if you can spare me." He didn't object, so I whizzed over. Well, of course, I'm awfully sorry for old Bill, but I congratulate you, Miss Boyd. 'What's the time? said Elizabeth. Mr Nichols was surprised.
"You'd have taken to it, Mr Thomas, I'm sure, if you'd been under him; but one never knows, and it wasn't to tell you this that I've taken the liberty of writing to you. I suppose you know that your uncle sold his practice, but perhaps you don't know why. I heard all about it from the new man they had. I met him over a case my gov'nor was conducting.
"But Job didn't have land," Fleur murmured; "he only had flocks and herds and moved on." "Ah!" answered Michael Mont, "I wish my gov'nor would move on. Not that I want his land. Land's an awful bore in these days, don't you think?" "We never have it in my family," said Fleur. "We have everything else.
There was no use trying to explain it to Izzy. "Yeah, we do. Come on." Outside, Gordon saw other cops moving from house to house, and he realized that Murdoch must be sending out warnings to the citizens that things would soon be rough again. Izzy held out a hand to Gordon. "Let's get a beer, gov'nor on me!" It was as good an idea as any he had, Gordon decided.
"Cert'ny, sir, but er " "I said send him here." "Yes, sir. Who, sir?" "Mr Samuel, you blockhead. Didn't you hear what I said?" "Yes, sir; but Mr Samuel's not in the office, sir." "Bah!" ejaculated his employer; and Pringle made his escape. Ten minutes later Sam entered the place, and the clerk whispered to him sharply "Gov'nor wants you, sir. Awful temper, sir." "Oh, is he?" said Sam sullenly.
What are you talking about?" said Reginald, in blank amazement. "Oh, I've give him a wonner," said the boy, beaming. "He says to me, `Collar all the letters your gov'nor writes 'ome, he says, `and I'll give you a tanner for every one you shows me." "Love, you're talking rubbish!" said Reginald indignantly.
"Me? don't I? That there time you jacked me up I was a night in a place down by the river. It ain't a dainty place, gov'nor, but it's on'y twopence a piece or threepence a couple on us, and that'll leave a brown for the morning." "All right. Let's go there soon, and get a long night."
"An' tell her I'll be along ez soon as I pan out enough," continued the deacon. "An' tell her," said Boston Ben, "that the gov'nor won't be much behind you.
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