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'Well, I'm dashed! said Corydon, looking into it; and added: 'I guess you know a thing or two. Then with courtly grace putting his own lips to the place where had been those of his beloved, finished the pint. 'Go' lumme! remarked the shepherdess, smacking her lips, 'that was somethin' like! And she put out her tongue and licked her lips, and then breathed deeply.
"Lor' lumme," he muttered. "If that ain't queer." He held out his hand, palm downwards. And from the pavement I saw that the man's nails were as blue as pieces of turquoise.
"Lumme, Gov'nor," whispered he, as they turned at last into the utter darkness and desertion of the narrow Rue Toison d'Or, "if this is wot yer calls Gay Paree this precious black slit between two rows of houses I'll take a slice of the Old Kent Road with thanks. Not even so much as a winkle-stall in sight, and me that empty my shirt-bosom's a-chafing my blessed shoulder-blades!"
Then he told you that no man worthy of the name of a man ought to be afraid of shouldering responsibility. An' lastly he said: 'Will you take the stripe?" Reggie was staring at the speaker amazed. "Lumme! you might have been there, Shorty. How did you know?" "Because he offered the same thing to me six months ago," returned the other shortly.
Lumme! you did give us a squeeze an' a' arf." "If I shall to hurt you I been sorry, Miss!" apologized the Slabbert. "All righto, Dutchy!" smiled Emigration Jane. "Don't tear your features." She bestowed a glance of almost vocal disdain upon a Kaffir girl in turkey-red cotton twill, with a green hat savagely pinned upon her woolly hair.
You don't meet 'em at every village pump, ye know," he added quickly, lest the boy, detecting the bantering note, should freeze into reserve; "but, if you keep yer eyes skinned and yer ears standing up, you can learn where they are. Lor' lumme! I wouldn't be a little nigger slave in a factory if I was the missin' heir. Not much. I wouldn't be starved and beaten by Sam and Polly Button. Not me.
No man who, meeting a comparative stranger, beat him on the back painfully, and, having looked his latest glad rags up and down, remarked with painful distinctness, "Lumme! is it real?" could possibly be considered a gentleman. But Miss Belsize had laughed long and laughed loud; and well, I will not labour the point.
"But, sir if I give you a black eye " "How will say, ten dollars do?" "Ten dollars! For blacking your eye, sir?" "Lumme, Joe!" cried the Old Un, "get back into the ring and black 'em both " "Shut up!" said Joe, scowling down into the Old Un's eager face, "you 'eartless old bloodsucker, you!" "Bloodsucker!" screamed the old man, "w'ot, me?
'Op off, 'ook it before I break every blessed bone in yer bloomin' body!" "What, Old Un, don't you know me, either?" "Lumme!" exclaimed the little old man, blinking beneath hoary brows. "Ho, lor' lumme, it's 'im! Blimy, it's the Guv'nor 'ow do, Guv!" and shooting immaculate cuffs over bony wrists he extended a clawlike hand. "How are you, Old Un?"
"The very words. Lor lumme! how did you guess it?" He paused, his fingers holding the lighted match, which went out before he could apply it to his tobacco. "Yus. 'The Pipes of Pan. I don't know what it means. Anyway, he said he'd love to hear them in the real forest, but duty kept him to bricks and mortar and so he had to hear them in imagination.
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