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The cabby had a foot upon the step when Kirkwood tapped his shoulder. "My man " "Lor, lumme!" cried the fellow in amaze, pivoting on his heel. Cupidity and quick understanding enlivened the eyes which in two glances looked Kirkwood up and down, comprehending at once both his badly rumpled hat and patent-leather shoes. "S'help me," thickly, "where'd you drop from, guvner?"
"Why here. Don't you know 'im?" "It's me, Susan," said Mr. Gibbs, in a low voice. "Oh, I might 'ave known it was a joke," cried Mrs. Gibbs, in a faint voice, as she tottered to a chair. "Oh,'ow cruel of you to tell me my pore Joe was alive! Oh, 'ow could you?" "Lor' lumme," said the incensed Mr. Kidd, pushing Mr. Gibbs forward. "Here he is. Same as you saw 'im last, except for 'is whiskers.
Sparrowhawk, and then you can go to bed for a week', she to me, and me staggerin' 'round like a dead man, with bilious-green lights flashing inside my head, an' my head just bustin'. I was all in, but I gave that heave right O and then it was, 'Another heave now, Mr. Sparrowhawk, just another heave. An' the Lord lumme, the way she made love to old Kina-Kina!"
They went in there. Oh! the deliciousness of that first sip of the stinging, fizzling beverage! He lifted his glass in the way that she remembered, and drank a toast. "'Er 'ealth! If you knew how I bin wantin' to git word of 'er! She's well, isn't she, Miss? Lumme! the Fair Old Knock-out I got when I see the Convent standin' empty.... Gone into laager near the railway works now, you 'ave, I know.
Their arms were waving foolishly: one could imagine their faces grey-green with terror, their hoarse shouts of fear, their desperate hurry to avoid the thing that was coming. "Lumme! I must draw a bead on that bunch," muttered Shorty eagerly. "Now then, son, you can hit one of that lot." He turned from the scene in front, and the next instant he was down on his knees.
Paul repeated the startling word. "Lor' lumme!" exclaimed the other, "don't yer know who yer father was?" Paul told of his disastrous attempts to pierce the mystery of his birth. "A frying-pan? Did she now? That's a mother for yer." Paul disowned her. He disowned her with reprehensible emphasis. Barney Bill pulled reflectively at his pipe. Then he laid a bony hand on the boy's shoulder.
He trusted himself no further, but, clapping his hat on his head, walked out to the waiting cab. "Back to Limehouse police station," he directed rapidly. "Lor lumme!" muttered the taximan. "Where are you goin' to after that, guv'nor? It's a bit off the map." "I'm going to hell!" rapped Kerry, suddenly thrusting his red face very near to that of the speaker. "And you're going to drive me!"
And I wanted to make friends among them, and see how they felt. "Lor' lumme its old 'Arry Lauder!" said one cockney. "God bless you, 'Arry many's the time I've sung with you in the 'alls. It's good to see you with us!" And so I was greeted everywhere. Man after man crowded around me to shake hands.
'I can't take those cats away. 'Lor' lumme! exclaimed the man; 'if 'ere ain't another on 'em. Are you real, miss, or something I'll wake up from presently? 'I am quite real, said Jane, relieved to find that a lisp was not needed to make the burglar understand her. 'And so, she added, 'are the cats. 'Then send for the police, send for the police, and I'll go quiet.
'Yes, isn't it? said Jane, sympathetically; 'but how about a sunny southern shore, where there's nothing to do at all unless you want to. 'That's my billet, miss, replied the burglar. 'I never did care about work not like some people, always fussing about. 'Did you never like any sort of work? asked Anthea, severely. 'Lor', lumme, yes, he answered, 'gardening was my 'obby, so it was.
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