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If I ever see him again I'll wish for something for you; at least I would if vengeance wasn't wicked so there! 'Lor' lumme, said Billy Peasemarsh, 'if there ain't another on 'em! And now Willum came -back with a spiteful grin on his face, and at his back a policeman, with whom Mr Peasemarsh spoke long in a hoarse earnest whisper. 'I daresay you're right, said the policeman at last.
"Wot d'yer want with 'eaving bricks for, anyway," he continued irately after a long inspection which revealed nothing. "This 'ere ain't a bean-feast where you gets the bag of nuts." "Watch this time, Ginger." Once again a large fragment came down in the neighbourhood of the dock leaves followed by an unmistakable groan. "Lumme, mate," said Ginger hoarsely, "wot is it?"
A man at the bottom of the trench is fixing a rifle grenade in his rifle. "Shall I put this one over?" "Gawd knows." Bill is craning his head from side to side, standing on the fire-step. "Lumme! there they are. Let 'em 'ave it, Joe. It's a ruddy working party." Drawing a steady hand he fires, only to eject his spent cartridge at once and fire again.
'Luv' us! said Ike, 'ain't it been taught its schoolin' just! 'Restore me to my young acolytes and escape unscathed. Retain me and 'They must ha' got all this up, case the Polly got pinched, said Ike. 'Lor' lumme, the artfulness of them young uns! 'I say, slosh 'em in the geseech and get clear off with the swag's wot I say, urged Herbert. 'Right O, said Isaac.
"Parliament takes a lot of damning." "Anyhow," said Paul, not eager to continue the argument, but unconsciously caught in the drift of Barney Bill's philosophy, "my private life isn't politics, and there's not going to be another lie in my private life as long as I live." The old man broke a short silence with a dry chuckle. "How it takes one back!" he said reflectively. "Lor lumme!
Tuppence nodded. "That's what we're after her for. You know old man Rysdale?" Albert shook his head. "Peter B. Rysdale, the oil king?" "It seems sort of familiar to me." "The sparklers belonged to him. Finest collection of emeralds in the world. Worth a million dollars!" "Lumme!" came ecstatically from Albert. "It sounds more like the pictures every minute."
"All right, cabby," he said, with pacific purpose; "you'll get your fare in half a shake." "Three 'n' six!" croaked the cabby, like a blowsy and vindictive parrot. The bobby strolled nearer. "Yes?" said Kirkwood, mildly diverted. "Why not sing it, cabby?" "Lor' lumme!" The cabby exploded with indignation, continuing to give a lifelike imitation of a rumpled parrot.
"You are never going to die, Mr. Herbert Wain ... you understand?... Never going to die, unless you get killed in an accident or starve." I jerked up my hand to stop my friend. Wain stared incredulously. Then he burst into a roar of laughter and smacked his thigh. "Gor lumme!" he exclaimed, "if that ain't rich. Never going to die! Live for ever! Strike me, if that ain't a notion!"
'Ow beautiful hart thou in textchah." "Go on, Bill. Did the perisher say that?" An incredulous member of the group looked doubtful. "Did 'e say it?" The carrier of news looked scornfully at the doubter. "Did 'e say it? Lumme! 'E said it twice, and then he buried 'is mug in its loverly fragrant surface, and pricked his nose on Ginger's bayonet.
Liza could not make it out, and was thinking she would be shut out, when just as the man who gave out the tokens for the day's work was pulling down the shutter in front of his window, Sally arrived, breathless and perspiring. 'Whew! Go' lumme, I am 'ot! she said, wiping her face with her apron. 'I thought you wasn't comin', said Liza. 'Well, I only just did it; I overslep' myself.
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