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"Are we the proper size for common children?" "It are gone!" Bruno solemnly replied. "Then it wasn't solid, like Sylvie and you?" "No. Oo couldn't touch it, oo know. If oo walked at it, oo'd go right froo!" "I quite expected you'd find it out, once," said Sylvie. "Bruno ran it against a telegraph post, by accident. And it went in two halves. But you were looking the other way."
This knocked me out o' the boat, because, havin' seen 'is face for five consecutive nights, I didn't anticipate any change there more than a condenser in hell, so to speak. The owner emerged later. His face didn't read off at all, so I fell back on his cox, 'oo'd been eight years with him and knew him better than boat signals.
"I was helped a bit," Bruno began, with a merry little laugh at her surprise. "We've been at it all the afternoon I thought oo'd like " and here the poor little fellow's lip began to quiver, and all in a moment he burst out crying, and running up to Sylvie he flung his arms passionately round her neck, and hid his face on her shoulder.
He chatted with the men, surprised them by his candor on the question of compensation, and announced his resolve to make for the three-hundred-mile channel between Fernando Noronha and the mainland. "You see, it's this way, me lads," he explained affably. "We're short o' vittles an' bunker, an' if we kep' cruisin' east in this latitood we'd soon be drawrin' lots to see 'oo'd cut up juiciest.
"Oo'd taike you to be the Missin' Hair of a noble 'ouse when you do such 'Missin' Hair! Missin' Link more like," he added with spurious indignation. The allusion was to the oft-expressed belief of Trooper Herbert Hawker, a belief that became a certainty and subject for bloodshed and battle after the third quart or so, that there was a mystery about his birth.
Only only when any one came down too far towards us that was watchin', they walked right out o' the picture, so to speak. I was 'ighly interested, I can tell you. So were all of us. I watched an old man with a rug 'oo'd dropped a book an' was tryin' to pick it up, when quite slowly, from be'ind two porters carryin' a little reticule an' lookin' from side to side comes out Mrs. Bathurst.
Why, oo'd never get the snail along, if oo hadn't somebody to hold on to his other horn!" "Of course I sha'n't go alone," I said, quite gravely. "By the way, is that the best kind to hunt, or do you recommend the ones without shells?" "Oh, no, we never hunt the ones without shells," Bruno said, with a little shudder at the thought of it.
''Oo'd have thort it, she said when she had slightly recovered. 'That there grizzly bear of a Mr. Roarings, too! 'So you are referring to one of my guests, I interrupted sternly. 'I'm ashamed of you, Elizabeth. 'Well, you only ort ter see 'im now! Talk about grubs turnin' into butterflies 'I'm not talking about anything of the sort, I interposed with extreme asperity of manner.
It 'ud be the end of the pore ole ship; an' oo'd credit it? Not a soul. They'd all say 'Jimmie threw 'er away! Oh, I know 'em, the swine never a good word for a man while 'e keeps straight, but tar an' feathers the minnit 'e 'as a misforchun!" Hozier found a gnawed piece of ham-bone lying in the exact position anticipated by Coke.
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