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Updated: May 8, 2025
It was pretty cold, and he was relieving his feet by standing first on one and then on the other. He did not wait for me to speak. "Hi, sah, Missey Barker she say to come quick away, sah, to Numbah 709 Bedford street." With a doubt in my mind as to whether I should find a good patient or some dirty nigger, I sought the place to which I had been directed.
While Ned Sinton and his friends were quietly looking round upon the crowd, Larry O'Neil's attention was arrested by the conversation of two men who sat just in front of him. One was a rough-looking miner, in a wide-awake and red-flannel shirt; the other was a negro, in a shirt of blue-striped calico. "Who be this Missey Nelina?" inquired the negro, turning to his companion.
If a servant tells you that some one has called he says, "One piecey manee here speak missey," and if one asks who he is, he very likely answers, "No sabe," or else, "Number one, tink," by which he implies that the visitor is, in his opinion, a gentleman.
With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons, and their change all please alike. For it is sure there are in this town many astonishing privations of all that are used to make other places delightful: and as poor Omai the savage said, when about to return to Otaheite No horse there! no ass! no cow, no golden pippins, no dish of tea! Ah, missey!
They're lifting him now. And here's one running like mad for the doctor." A farm-labourer came rushing wildly up the lane. "Don't you go, Missey," he cried. "A man's hurt." "Who?" "It's Bill. The rick came down and the ridge-pole caught him across the back. He's dead, I think. Leastwise, there's not much life in him. I'm off for Doctor Strong!"
And nearly always they were stories of the Tiger "yer gran'pap, leetle missey," they would say. And then, by palms, and pearls, and the fires of blazing mountains, they would swear "He wor a man!"
"To the loft where be sleeps." "I'm sure he's welcome to my room, father." "No, no, lass. Better leave it alone." But the little group were passing as they spoke, and the injured lad had heard the girl's words. "Thank ye kindly, Missey," he murmured, with a little flicker of life, and then sank back again into his stolidity and his silence.
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