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Updated: May 27, 2025
I 'ad a back room, 'igh up, and o' nights I use to sit an' breave there, an' look at the sky. Believe me, dearie, I was mad about breavin' it was me only recreation, so to say. By Gawd, it's a fair wonder 'ow the sky an' the air keeps on above the mud, and 'ow we looks at it, an' breaves it, an' never pays no rent for it, when all's said an' done.
He wouldn't eat another mossel, but sat hunting 'igh and low for the other 'arf. "He 'adn't been in Claybury more than a week afore he said 'ow surprised 'e was to see 'ow pore dumb animals was treated.
The baroness ground her teeth, but she trembled; it might easily happen, if the letter of the princess found the grand duke of Cassel-Nassau in the wrong mood, that she would lose this comfortable well-paid post, and the hated Baroness Hochfelden take it. "Bud zere are no 'igh an' well-born children, your Royal Highness," she said in a far gentler, apologetic voice.
For her part she'd always thought this 'ouse queer, and it wasn't any the less queer since all these things had been going on in it." It was at this point that the grocery "boy" arrived and supposed they'd 'eard all about it by that time. All about what? Why, the Archdeacon knocking Samuel 'Ogg down in the 'Igh Street that very morning!
"Vell, I can find no fault in that line yet. I s'pose that I shall earn my money, no matter 'ow 'igh the wages is." "Well, I don't envy you, if these rough miners get an inkling of your profession. Look out for them, for they don't understand practical joking," I remarked. "That for 'em!" ejaculated Steel Spring, snapping his fingers.
I never conceal my actions." Gyp murmured: "It's a question of atmosphere, isn't it?" Mr. Wagge shook his head. "No; I don't hold with incense we're not 'Igh Church. But how are YOU, ma'am? We often speak of you. You're looking well." His face had become a dusky orange, and Mrs. Wagge's the colour of a doubtful beetroot.
But you, young sir, 'ow did you pass your time?" "Principally in dressing and undressing." "Ah, jess so, jess so coats cut 'igh and coats cut low! But what more?" "And in eating and drinking." "Ah, French hortolons, p'r'aps, with a occasional tongue of a lark throwed in for a relish, jess so! But what more did ye marry a duchess, f'r instance?" "Alas, no!" "Elope with a earl's daughter, then?"
"An' a gentleman's clothes is a world o' trouble and anxiety to him, and takes up most o' his time, what wi' his walking breeches an' riding breeches an' breeches for dancing; what wi' his coats cut 'igh an' his coats cut low; what wi' his flowered satin weskits; what wi' his boots an' his gloves, an' his cravats an' his 'ats, why, Lord love ye, he passes his days getting out o' one suit of clothes an' into another.
Yus, you flat-footed matlot not even a blasted tiffy you ain't, and you buys a blighted baccy-pouch and yaller baccy and fag-pipers, like a Snottie, an' reckons you's on the 'igh road to be a bloomin' Winnie Lloyd Gorgeous Orficer. 'And 'em 'ere fore I'm sick. Lootenant, Gunnery Jack, Number One, Commerdore!" "Parding me, 'Enery Smiff," returned William Jones with quiet dignity.
He wandered up and down for hours, and it was past eleven when he returned to the ship and found the cook waiting for him. "We thought something 'ad happened to you," said the cook. "Kate has been in a fine way about it. Five minutes after you lost me she found me, and we've been hunting 'igh and low ever since."
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