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"Please, sar, if you h'anger them they will beat us again." "Beat! Not here?" "Oh yes. They might kill us." "They wouldn't do that!" "A white man they killed lahst h'autumn, and several of my people have passed away in this prison. Nobody can 'ear nothing. Nobody knows what 'appens 'ere." "Oh, well, they wouldn't dare touch us I'm an American citizen. I'll notify the consul."
Him as kep' the frahd fish shop off of Flower and Dean. Yus? Well, he sold his bit uv biziness lahst week for a song, thinkin' the world was acomin' to a end, and this mornin' I meets 'im on the 'Owben Viadeck lookin' as if 'e'd 'ad the smallpox or semthink!" John Storm had scarcely heard them. He had a strange feeling that everything was happening hundreds of miles away.
Fack is, Cap'm I ain't be'n doin' no fightin' sence I done lef' dis here ship." "'Go below, says de cap'm 'an' clean yo'se'f up. Dis de lahst time you two gwine git shore leave on dis trip. He try to look mad, but I see he wantin' to lahf. "De nex' day," Uncle Dave finished, with a whimsical smile, "I see de bos'n readin' in de paper 'bout de war 'twixt America an' England.
And when 'is pore father died lahst week " The stone stairs to the tenement house were thronged with women. They stood huddled together in groups like sheep in a storm. There was not a man anywhere visible, except a drunken sailor, who was coming down from an upper story whistling and singing. The women silenced him. Had he no feelings?
"Faith," she exclaimed as she admitted them, "an' it 's mighty glad I am to see ye ag'in, Misther Payterson! An' how hev ye be'n, Misther Payterson, sence I see ye lahst?" "Middlin' well, Mis' Flannigan, middlin' well, 'ceptin' a tech er de rheumatiz. S'pose you be'n doin' well as usual?" "Oh yis, as well as a dacent woman could do wid a drunken baste about the place like the lahst coachman.
The fellow's dialect was so strange that Kirk inquired: "Where did you come from?" "Jamaica, sar. I was barn on the narth coast of the h'island, sar." "Did you just arrive here?" "Oh, Lard, no! I 'ave been a liver here for two year." "A liver!" Kirk could not help smiling. "Yes, sar! Sometimes I labor on the docks, again in the h'office. Lahst week lose I my position, and to-day my room h'also.
Glory tried to laugh and to return the salutation over the noises of the people and the clangour of the bells. And then Aggie put her face close, as women do who are accustomed to talking in the streets, and said: "Thought we'd seen the lahst of you, my dear, when you went off that night sudden. Selling programmes somewhere else now?" "Something of that sort," said Glory. "I'm not.
Landladies is bad females, sar, very common." "You've been shooting craps," said Kirk, accusingly. "Crops, sar! What is crops?" "You don't know what craps is! I mean you've been gambling." "Oh, boss, I h'invest my money." "Indeed!" "Lahst Sunday nearly won I the big prize. I 'ad h'all but three numbers." "Lottery ticket, eh?" "H'eight! H'eight chawnces in all," the negro sighed.
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