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Updated: May 19, 2025
A horrified groan from the cupboard fell like music on her ears. Then the smile forsook her lips, and she stood quivering with indignation as the groan gave way to suppressed but unmistakable laughter. "H'sh!" she said sharply, and with head erect sailed out of the room and went downstairs to give Mr. Pilbeam his breakfast.
The service seemed interminable, and all that time the indignant damsel, wedged in between her aunt and the openly exultant enemy of her House, was compelled to endure in silence. She did indeed attempt one remark, and Master Hardy, with a horrified expression of outraged piety, said "H'sh," and shook his head at her.
"H'sh! yourself," she ses, shouting. "I've done nothing to be ashamed of. I don't go to meet other people's husbands in a blue 'at with red roses. I don't write 'em love-letters, and say 'H'sh! to my wife when she ventures to make a remark about it. I may work myself to skin and bone for a man wot's old enough to know better, but I'm not going to be trod on. Dorothy, indeed!
I got a pal off of one of the boats to keep watch for me, and, arter getting some old rags off of another sailorman as owed me arf a dollar, I 'ad a drink and started off for the Mile End Road. I found the place easy enough. The door was just on the jar, and as I tapped on it with my finger-nails a wild-looking black man, arf naked, opened it and said "H'sh!" and pulled me inside.
I got a pal off of one of the boats to keep watch for me, and, arter getting some old rags off of another sailorman as owed me arf a dollar, I 'ad a drink and started off for the Mile End Road. I found the place easy enough. The door was just on the jar, and as I tapped on it with my finger-nails a wild-looking black man, arf naked, opened it and said "H'sh!" and pulled me inside.
'There wasna your like in this countryside at eighteen, says he stoutly. 'Pooh! says she, well pleased. 'Were you plain, then? we ask. 'Sal, she replies briskly, 'I was far from plain. 'H'sh! 'I assure you we're mounting in the world, I hear my mother murmur, but I hurry on without looking up.
"H'sh!" said his wife again. It was too late. Master Smith, opening first one eye and then the other, finished by opening his mouth. The noise was appalling. "H'sh! H'sh!" repeated Mrs. Billing, as her husband began to add to the noise. "Don't wake 'im right up." "Right up?" repeated the astonished man. "Right up? Why, is he doing this in 'is sleep?"
'Those who kill snakes get killed by snakes, said Chuchundra, more sorrowfully than ever. 'And how am I to be sure that Nag won't mistake me for you some dark night? 'There's not the least danger, said Rikki-tikki; 'but Nag is in the garden, and I know you don't go there. 'My cousin Chua, the rat, told me said Chuchundra, and then he stopped. 'Told you what? 'H'sh!
"Mind your business," said the voice, sharply. "Now, if I let you out, will you promise to do exactly as I tell you?" "Honour bright," said Mr. Travers, fervently. "I'm going to give Mr. Benn a lesson he won't forget," proceeded the other, grimly. "I'm going to fire off this gun, and then run down and tell him I've killed you." "Eh?" said the amazed Mr. Travers. "Oh, Lord!" "H'sh!
"'There's certainly something, I whispered, never taking my gaze off the closed door of the billiard room. "'H'sh! he muttered. 'There it is again. "There was a sound like a great horse pacing 'round and 'round the billiard room with slow, deliberate steps.
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