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Updated: June 11, 2025
"I didn't think you'd recognize me." "Valentine knew I should. Don't you see it was you he sent home to me, and not the ring?" Jack was silent. Everything that his eye rested upon reminded him of that faithful, boyish friendship, and his lip quivered. Queen Mab noticed it, and changed the subject. "I wonder what Jakes will think to see me walking about arm-in-arm with a soldier," she said gaily.
'But do say that you like absurd women better than solemn ones. 'I shall say nothing of the sort. Sometimes absurdity is delightful, and sometimes solemnity not that I find Miss Jakes in the least solemn. It would do you a world of good to let her inform your mind a little. 'Oh, please, I don't want to be informed, it might make my back look like that. My foot really is a little hurt, you know.
My carter, whose name was Jakes, often said it was more than I ought to take, but the other always overruled him. "'Twas no use going twice when once would do, and he chose to get business forward."
He rose with difficulty, picked up his bundle and stick, the small child replaced the kitten in its basket, and thrust her hand in her new friend's. "Then 'oo IS grandad tum back," she said. Mrs Jakes had been fumbling in her pocket, and extracted a penny, which she pressed on me. "It's little enough, mister," she said.
He spoke in gently chaffing, affectionate tones. "I don't think we can spare you, old Sunny Jim." "No," said Mouldy Jakes dryly; "but unfortunately that's what the rotten doctors say." He rose to his feet and extended his uninjured hand, "S'long, Number One! I've got to get back to my old nursing home or I'll find myself on the mat.... S'long, Pills.
Will you please send Jakes over for them? And bid him take the horses up to Mr. 's stables, and have them fed, watered and properly rested before he drives them over. Your affectionate son, HARRY TRELYON."
"No opinion of women?" he used to say. "Ever seen a gel try to throw a cricket ball? You 'ave? Well, ain't that enough to put you off women?" That was Stott's intellectual standard; physically, he had never felt drawn to women. Ellen Mary Jakes exhibited no superiority over her sisters in the matter of throwing a cricket ball.
Althea found her patient less feverish next morning when she went in early to see her, and though she said that her body felt as though it were being beaten with red-hot hammers, she smiled in saying it, and Althea then, administering her dose, asked her what her name might be. It was Helen Buchanan, she learned. 'And mine is Althea Jakes. You are English, aren't you?
'Oh! but, I say, how awfully funny, Helen. You must own that it's funny. 'Funny, but sweet, too. 'She is a sweet creature, of course, one can see that; and her moral approvals and disapprovals are firmly fixed, however funny; one likes that in her. I'll try to be good, if Frances will let me. She looked quite pretty this evening, Miss Jakes; only she dresses too stiffly. What's the matter?
Then Jakes came up to him slowly with his knife, and makes a stab at poor old Bill as he lies there on the deck. And poor old Bill caught hold of him by the wrist, and put his knife into him twice to make quite sure, although it spoiled the best part of the meat. Then poor old Bill was all alone at sea.
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