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"The old man is a sly one!" Politely bowed out by the stern, lonely old man, Major Hardwicke departed, his conversational guns spiked with the deft compliments, as the mighty clatter of the returning General filled the courtyard of the Marble House. In the soft, wooing stillness of the night, Simpson, at the young Major's side, found time to whisper: "Never let the Guv'nor see us together!
"Well, I should rather flatter myself you might, guv'nor," answered the groom, coolly, "an uncommon good bargain, or an uncommon bad one, according to the working out of circumstances.
Some of the men grinned. They were not particularly respectful in their manner of bearing away the mortal remains of their late leader. The feeling had already turned. Joseph thought fit to clench matters later on in the day by a few remarks of his own. "That's the sort o' man," he said, more in resignation than in anger, "that the guv'nor is.
It completed the taking back of Romarin that the chiming of the clock, the doorknocker, the grouping of the chimney-stack and the crack in the flagstone had begun. "Well, my distinguished Academician, my " Marsden's voice sounded across the group of scene-shifters... "'Alf a mo, if you please, guv'nor," said another voice... For a moment the painted "wing" shut them off from one another.
George jerked his peaked cap from his head, revealing a tangle of unkempt red hair. He scratched his skull with savage vigor. "Blimey!" he said pathetically. "'Ere's a go! I been done brown, guv'nor." "Lough luck," murmured Sin Sin Wa, and resumed his examination of the cakes of opium.
This time their interview was very brief and business-like. "Have you succeeded?" asked Victor. "I have, guv'nor, like one o'clock. Mr. Spavin will take five-and- twenty guineas from my friend the jock; but wouldn't sell the 'Buffalo' to a gentleman on no account."
He could see a loose horse galloping down there in "the wild," where no horse should be, and thinking: "There now; that artful devil's broke away from the guv'nor! Now I'll 'ave to ketch 'im!" he went back, got some oats, and set forth at the best gait of his stiff-jointed feet. The old horseman characteristically did not think of accidents.
You did not hear that you were wanted before?" The watery eyes of the cabman protruded painfully; he respired like a horse. "ME, guv'nor!" he exclaimed. "Gor'blime! I ain't the bloke! I was drivin' back from takin' the Honorable 'Erbert 'Arding 'ome same as I does almost every night, when the 'ouse is a-sittin' when I see old Tom Brian drawin' away from the door o' Palace Man "
Lupin not having come down, I went up again at half-past one, and said we dined at two; he said he "would be there." He never came down till a quarter to three. I said: "We have not seen much of you, and you will have to return by the 5.30 train; therefore you will have to leave in an hour, unless you go by the midnight mail." He said: "Look here, Guv'nor, it's no use beating about the bush.
'Of course, if they like bread, that makes it rather rotten, doesn't it? What are you going to do about it? 'Buy a dying rooster, guv'nor, he advised. 'Causes great fun and laughter. Lord Dawlish eyed the strange fowl without enthusiasm. 'No, he said, with a slight shudder. There was a pause. The situation had the appearance of being at a deadlock.
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