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"Not by a long chalk, ma'am," agreed Susannah, her temper rising. "It's this way, ma'am," put in the sailorman very peaceable-like. "My name's Ben Jope, of the Vesuvius bomb, and this here's my mate Bill Adams. We was paid off this morning at half-past nine, and picked up a few hasty friends ashore for a Feet-Sham-Peter.
Jope interposed, "I've a notion to hear the rest o' the story some other evenin'. It's it's agreeable enough to bear spinnin' out, an' I understand you're a fixture in this neighbourhood." "Certainly," said Mr. Coyne, rising. "But wot about you?" "I'll tell you to-morrow." Mr. Jope gripped the arms of his chair, having uttered the bravest speech of his life.
I never seen a dead Jew myself, though I often wanted to. You won't go back if you can help it, 'cos why? 'Cos you don't want to tell on a man: 'cos his aunt's a friend o' yourn: and 'cos you don't believe he's guilty. What's your name?" "Harry, sir: Harry Revel." "Well, then, my name's Ben Jope, and as such you'll call me.
He's doin' this now for his own gratification, is Bill, an' you may take it from me when Bill sets his heart on a thing he sees it through. Don't you cross him, that's my advice." "But but " "No, you don't." As the little man made a wild spring to flee up the beach, Mr. Jope shot out a hand and gripped him by the coat collar.
"Hi, you there!" shouted the doctor from his bath. "Get out of this garden at once! Who are you? and what do you mean by walking into private premises?" For a moment Mr. Jope stared about him, wondering where in the world the voice came from.
I stood godfather to him, and he grew up to be afflicted in much the same manner." "I've been unwell," said Nandy, "and I haven't got over the effects of it." "No, by George, you haven't," agreed Mr. Jope. "I've heard tar-water recommended."
Jope and his party from Nandy's sight, round the bend, before another boatload of pleasure-seekers hove in sight at the mouth of the creek. They were twelve in all, and the boat a twenty-foot galley belonging to one of the war-ships in the Hamoaze. She had been borrowed for the afternoon by the ship's second lieutenant, a Mr.
He drew out the knife reflectively. It relieved me to see that no blood dyed the blade. "Oh, Mr. Jope, I was afraid you'd stabbed him!" "'Tisn't a him, 'tis a her. I touched somebody up, and that's the truth." "Ahoy there!" said a voice immediately overhead; and we looked up. A round-faced man was gazing down on us from the tilted bulwarks. "You might ha' given us notice," he grumbled.
I had anticipated this, and answered that a letter addressed to me under care Miss Amelia Plinlimmon, at the Genevan Foundling Hospital, would certainly find me. And so I was granted two months' leave of absence to recover from my wound. "But you don't mean to tell me," said Mr. Jope as we strolled down Union Street together, "that you haven't a home or relations in this world?"
We've brought him along, anyway; and, what's more, we've made him bring all his tools. By his talk, he reckons it to be a shavin' job, and we agreed to wait before we undeceived him." "But you'll excuse me I don't quite follow " Mr. Jope pressed a forefinger mysteriously to his lip, then jerked a thumb in the direction of the river.
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