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"There's a crowd outside, and half the doors in the place open," said the other. "Well, it's a good job there's no harm done. So long." He passed, beaming, down the stairs, and Mr. Grummit, drawing near the window, heard him explaining in a broken voice to the neighbours outside. Strong men patted him on the back and urged him gruffly to say what he had to say and laugh afterwards. Mr.
"I am very ready to forward your wishes, although it is not so easy a matter as it was a few years ago during the war time. I spoke to my friend Grummit, who has just commissioned the `Blaze-away, and he expressed his willingness to take you. I think I wrote to you, Mr Cheveley, on the subject." "That is the very matter on which I am anxious to consult you, Sir Reginald," said my father.
Grummit dropped the stick on the bed and turned a dazed face to his wife. "He he's afraid to come in," he gasped. "Keep it up, old gal." He took up the stick again and Mrs. Grummit did her best, but the heart had gone out of the thing, and he was about to give up the task as hopeless when the door below was heard to open with a bang. "Here he is," cried the jubilant Grummit. "Now!"
The two men eyed each other wistfully, loth to part. "If I gave you what you deserve I should get into trouble," said the constable. "If I gave you a quarter of wot you ought to 'ave I should go to quod," sighed Mr. Grummit. "I wouldn't put you there," said the constable, earnestly; "I swear I wouldn't." "Everything's beautiful and quiet," said Mr.
The crew came rushing up from below with a speed which would have astonished any one not knowing how quickly sailors can put on their clothes, many of them, indeed, bringing them up in their hands and dressing on their way. "Strike topgallant-masts!" he cried out. "Mr Grummit, range another cable for the best bower-anchor. We shall want every anchor out to-night."
It was not until a week afterwards that his eyes were gladdened by a sight of the constable sitting in his yard; and fearing that even then he might escape him, he ran out on tip-toe and put his face over the fence before the latter was aware of his presence. "Wot about that 'ere burglary?" he demanded in truculent tones. "Good evening, Grummit," said the constable, with a patronizing air.
His wife's half-eaten dinner was getting cold on the table; Mr. Grummit, who was badly in need of cheering up, emptied her half-empty glass of beer and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Come away, I tell you," he called. "D'ye hear? Come away. You'll be locked up if you don't."
He fortunately, when going down to the Admiralty, met his friend Captain Grummit, who has lately been appointed to the `Blaze-away, man-of-war, and who expressed his willingness to receive on board his ship the son of any friend of his, but and here comes the rub Captain Grummit, he says, has made it a rule to take no midshipmen unless their parents consent to allow them fifty pounds a year, in addition to their pay.
There was a mate of the name of Grummit, who had been for some years waiting for his promotion, but was of so hopeful a disposition, that he always expected his commission out by the following packet; and there was a master's assistant, called Samuel Spike, who considered himself capable of commanding the allied fleets of Europe; and a clerk, named Smith, who intended, when he had made his fortune and retired from the Service, to become First Lord of the Treasury; but as these delusions did not prevent them from attending to their duties, and they certainly appeared to contribute very much to the happiness of the young men who entertained them, nobody interfered with them.
Evans, looking round disparagingly. "It ain't good enough for us now; I was promoted to sergeant this morning. A sergeant can't live in a common place like this." Mr. Grummit, a prey to a sickening fear, drew near the fence again. "A a sergeant?" he stammered. Mr. Evans smiled and gazed carefully at a distant cloud. "For my bravery with them burglars the other night, Grummit," he said, modestly.
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