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"Paper and pencil, you kep callin for, Mr Weener an you that elpless you couldnt old up your own and. You said you ad to write a book the Istory of the Grass. To purge yourself, you said. Lor, Mr Weener, doctors don't prescribe purges no more that went out before the first war."
Between, the river, heaving under a full tide, with the dim barges and tugs passing up and down. "The Mississippi, Sir, is dirty water the St. Lawrence is cold, dirty water but the Thames, Sir, is liquid 'istory!" That famous mot of a Labour Minister delighted Mark's dreaming sense.
"I wonder," he said musingly to himself, "if these poor yobs over here will ever know the true 'istory of this bloomin' war?" Then back came a smile to his face and he shook his head, indicating, perhaps, that he had answered the question to his complete satisfaction.
Private Copper thought for a moment of a far-away housemaid who might still, if the local postman had not gone too far, be interested in his fate. On the other hand, he was, by temperament, economical of the truth. "Pennycuik," he said, "John Pennycuik." "Thank you. Well, Mr. John Pennycuik, I'm going to teach you a little 'istory, as you'd call it eh?"
A bullet whistled past either ear, and he tumbled back into the tender, barking several fresh places on his sore body. "Wots the use?" he growled. "They don't understand. . . . Lidysmith don't 'elp none if they 'it me, though she's orl right for for tradition. I better lie low an' stop gassin' 'istory. . . . Any'ow, 'Uggins wouldn't sound right in 'istory."
"Seems rather a shyme to me to spoil your breakfast for wot's really ancient 'istory." He finished three parts of a bottle of champagne, and nibbled a corner of biscuit, with extreme deliberation; the captain sitting opposite and champing the bit like an impatient horse. Then Huish leaned his arms on the table and looked Davis in the face. "W'en you're ready!" said he.
"He's no regular bum," said the "strong man," in the background, addressing the pink-limbed "lady juggler." "He's got a 'istory, that boy 'as," said the lady addressed, deeply interested. "Makes me think o' that boy Dickens wrote about. What was his name?" "How should I know?" demanded the strong man. "You Britishers are always workin' off riddles about something somebody wrote."
An' then I remembered 'ow often 'e'd tol' me things thet seemed too 'istorical for sich as 'im to come by honest, tales about blokes in 'istory nanecdotes 'e'd use to pass acrost about Admiral Nelson, or Queen Bess she use to make 'im chuckle, she did an' a chap called Shilly or Shally, 'oo was drownded.
'Garcon, one other liqueur brandy. The book, monsieur, is a 'Istory of the Cat in Ancient Egypt. The clock struck five briskly, as if time were money. Ruth Warden got up from her desk and, having put on her hat, emerged into the outer office where M. Gandinot received visitors.
Lake agreed that it was not earlier than the Perpendicular period: "but," he said, "unless it's the tomb of some remarkable person, you'll forgive me for saying that I don't think it's particularly noteworthy." "Well, I can't say as it is the tomb of anybody noted in 'istory," said Worby, who had a dry smile on his face, "for we don't own any record whatsoever of who it was put up to.
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