Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 13, 2025
"The guv'ner" had made threats to disinherit another of his children also, sister Gwendolen, who had married an Italian marquis with a string of titles and a dueling record. They lived in his chateau, or rather had, until he had taken to firing the breakfast dishes at her; then she had cabled for help, and the old gentleman had gone over to find out what were his Grace's terms.
'Waterloo Station for your life. Sixpence for yourself! 'Make it a shilling, guv'ner, said the man, with a grin; 'the other parties were first. 'A shilling then, cried Morris, with the inward reflection that he would reconsider it at Waterloo. The man whipped up his horse, and the hansom vanished from John Street.
Reginald Butterwick; and there was a faint note of anxiety in his tone. "It's Mr. Vance's sock," said Pollyooly; and with gentle pride she held it up in a fashion to display its full proportions. Mr. Reginald Butterwick took two or three nervous steps to the right, looking askance at the sock as he moved. It was not really as large as a sack. "Big man, your guv'ner?
"He's mine!" interjected Dollops, stripping up his sleeves. "Glue to the eyebrows and warranted to stick! Nip away, guv'ner, and leave it to the tickle tootsies and me!"
"Law, guv'ner!" groaned he, from midway on the staircase, "I don't believe as I'm ever goin' to be let get a square tuck-in this side of the buryin' ground!
Yet the men had told me something with their words, and I pondered long on the remark of the Irishman, that the "guv'ner" wanted me alive. It explained much; and it put beyond doubt the reason why I had not been killed in the drinking den.
But then they won't lemme sleep there guv'ner's orders, by Harry home every night, sir! Ever hear anythin' like that? 'Every mornin' do? I asked him. 'No, sir, every night, or no allowance at all, sir. Thass my guv'ner 'nice as nails, by Harry!
A small knot of loafers were clustered on the pavement outside the public, and these were exactly the men I wanted. Addressing myself to them I inquired how long they had been in their present position. "Best part of an hour, guv'ner," said one of them, pushing his hands deep down into his pockets, and executing a sort of double shuffle as he spoke. "Ain't doin' any harm 'ere, I 'ope.
If a guv'nor ses two bloody words to me, I downs me tools and I ses to 'im, "Wot! Don't I suit yer, guv'ner? Ain't I done enuff for yer? Werry good! Gimmie me bleedin' a'pence." 'Quite right too, said everybody. That was the way to serve 'em. If only everyone would do the same as the tall man who had just paid for another round of drinks things would be a lot more comfortable than they was.
He glanced at his hands, and Oliver did the same; but they both shook their heads. "I'll have a wash in the morning afore I come," he said, nodding resolutely; "good-bye, guv'ner; goodbye, little 'un." Old Oliver went in, leaving his door ajar, and his gas lit, as he had said.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking