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At this the small man blinked, and the two that held me stared upon each other a little at a loss. "Who says my friend stole your vallybles come!" demanded Jessamy. "Why, we all says so!" cried the little man. "An' he can't deny it and no more 'e don't, neither!" "However," said Jessamy, "my friend ain't stole your mirror, friend." "Then 'oo 'as?" demanded the little man, capering again.
So they fought there instead of here, and The 'Thunderbolt's' bolt is shot, sir and that's the dooce of it the whole thing's a bite!" "Bite indeed, George!" agreed his lordship, shaking white head until his shabby hat toppled. "Though, to be sure, my money is on Jessamy. But indeed the affair slipped my memory old age, George!
"Jeremy," said I, plunging hand into pocket, "I don't know if you possess a watch or want a watch, but I've bought you one; pray accept it in memory of our friendship and as a very small mark of my esteem." "Lord love me a silver watch!" exclaimed the Tinker for about the tenth time, clapping the same to his ear. "Two on 'em, brother!" said Jessamy, doing the same by his.
"A couple o' shins o' beef, loaves an' what vegetables?" "Get some of all sorts!" nodded the Tinker. "We've plenty o' potatoes an' onions!" said Diana. "And bring 'em as early as possible, Jess; a shin o' beef ought to simmer for hours." "Cheerily it is, Ann!" and catching up the canvas bag, Jessamy flourished his hat and strode off. "How does Jessamy contrive to live?" I enquired.
And so, in a while, breakfast being done, Jessamy rose. "An' now for another go at Old Nick!" quoth he. "Where are ye for to-day?" questioned the Tinker. "Tonbridge 'tis market day an' Nick'll be busy in every tavern an' inn, as usual. What'll I bring back for supper?" "Well, a chicken's tasty," mused the Tinker, "but then so's lamb, or there's liver an' bacon "
"Nor I, Jessamy," said I, as the golden notes died away; "but then there never was quite such another morning as this."
"Ay but I reckon you'll do't, all the same, for t'other half that's to come when you've got en safe an' sound. Dirty hands make clean money." "Well, well; ye've been dirtily sarved. I'll see 'ee this arternoon at the 'Four Lords. We've orders to sail at five, sharp; so there's no time to waste." "Then I won't detain 'ee. Clk, Jessamy!"
And now, gentlemen all, my nephew will tell you that he comes fresh from witnessing the defeat of Jerningham's unfortunate champion The 'Thunderbolt' at the hands of the unconquerable Jessamy Todd!" "Aha!" cried the Marquis, springing lightly to his feet and muffling naked torso in gaudy dressing-gown; and next moment he and the others were thronged about me vociferous for knowledge.
"Heavens and earth, boy," exclaimed my uncle, in growing indignation, "don't ye know you were privileged to see one of the very greatest fighters of any time, school or oh, b'gad " "You mean Jessamy Todd, sir?" "Of course I do. And what's more Tom Croxton, The 'Thunderbolt' the man who forced Jessamy to fight was a plant "
"Well met, my Lord!" he exclaimed, grasping the ancient person's hand. "You've heard the fight's off?" "Is it, George? I grieve!" "Yes, it seems Jerningham's man Croxton The 'Thunderbolt' fell foul of a harmless-looking customer on his way here, and who should it be but Jessamy himself.
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