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Swiveller felt it necessary to discharge his brigand manner for one more suitable to private life, as he asked: "Do they often go where glory waits 'em, and leave you here?" "Oh, yes; I believe you they do," returned the small servant. "Miss Sally's such a one-er for that, she is." "Such a what?" said Dick. "Such a one-er," returned the Marchioness. After a moment's reflection, Mr.
"Lorramity!" gasped the ostler, sitting up and glancing about in dazed fashion. "Lorramity that's done it, that 'as!" "If it hasn't, we'll try another!" suggested Anthony in cheery tone. "By cripes!" exclaimed the ostler, taking up a handful of stable sweepings in an aimless sort of manner. "That was a one-er, that was!" "I believe you!" quoth the postboy.
"That whitish house back there among the trees," said he, "with the green blinds, is called the Witton place. The Wittons themselves are nuthin' out o' the common; but there's an old lady lives there with 'em, who if you ever meet, you'll know agin, if you see her agin. Her name's Panney, Miss Panney, and she's a one-er.
They gathered about Dick, whose forehead was most picturesquely bedabbled with blood. 'Crikey! Dick, cried the wondering Jacker, 'did he hammer you much? 'Feel, said Dick, guiding one hand after another to a lump on his head that increased his height by quite an inch. 'Great Gosh! murmured Peterson; 'ain't he a one-er? The beggar must 'a' tried to murder you. Dick nodded.
Farrow did not put it that way. "Bates is right," he said to himself. "Tomlinson has something on his chest. By jingo, this affair is a one-er an' no mistake!" At any rate, local talent had no intention of kowtowing too deeply before the majesty of the "Yard," for the Chief of the Criminal Investigation Department himself could have achieved no more in the time than Police Constable Farrow.
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