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"That's my gyme all right, guv'nor!" struck in Dollops shrilly, clapping his tankard down upon the bar with a loud bang. "Close as 'ouses we are, guv'nor. An' me mate's like a hoyster." "Well, mind you remember it!" retorted Borkins sharply. "Or it'll go badly with the pair of you. That's fixed, then, ain't it? What's yer names again? I've forgotten."
Suppose two peoples goes to fight, ah bah, somebody must pick up de pieces dat is mon onc' 'Lias! He have his boat full of hoysters; so he sit dere all alone and watch dat great fight, an' heat de hoyster an' drink de cider vine. "Ah, bah! mon onc' 'Lias he is standin' hin de door dat day. Dat is what we say on Jersey when a man have some ver' great luck we say he stan' hin de door.
Suppose two peoples goes to fight, ah bah, somebody must pick up de pieces dat is mon onc' 'Lias! He have his boat full of hoysters; so he sit dere all alone and watch dat great fight, an' heat de hoyster an' drink de cider vine. "Ah, bah! mon onc' 'Lias he is standin' hin de door dat day. Dat is what we say on Jersey when a man have some ver' great luck we say he stan' hin de door.
But when a shut-up man repenteth, he is equal to a hoyster, or this here bottle. What good would this 'a been without it was sealed over? Now mark my words. I'll not be behind no man when it comes to the right side up. I may be a poor man, a very poor man; and people counting otherwise might find themselves mistaken. I likes to be liked for myself only.
You owes me a penny twopence 'twor sich a ugly job! Ain't shiny? I'll come back and shine ye for another penny. Good mornin', Jim Crow! Take my adwice, and don't on no account apply your winegar afore you've opened your hoyster. Likeways: Butter don't melt on a cold tater. Exit. Exit JAMES into the house, banging the door. Enter WATERFIELD, followed by BILL. Bill.
"Better let me go first, sir," growled Tom. "I'm harder than you, and had better take the first hits." "Don't talk," cried Mark, snappishly. "Now then, can you get it open?" "No, sir," grumbled Tom, after a good deal of trying, thrusting and dragging at it. "Tight as a hoyster." As he spoke, he and Bannock heaved and thrust at the door, and a heavy blow was struck upon it outside.
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