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Suddenly opening the door, as he answered me, putting out his arm he thrust me backwards. Before I could recover the door was closed. The man in rags had continued a grim spectator of the scene. Now he spoke. 'Nice bloke, ain't he? 'He's only one of the paupers, has he any right to act as one of the officials? 'I tell yer some of them paupers is wuss than the orficers, a long sight wuss!
Got your mess just the same as the orficers. What's the world a-comin' to at all!" "You was in the line, sir, was you not?" asked the sergeant respectfully. "The line?" cried the old man, with shrill scorn. "Never wore a shako in my life. I am a guardsman, I am. Served in the Third Guards the same they call now the Scots Guards.
"Yes you can, sir, and you must. What are we going to do if you run yourself aground and break up? Orficers want rest like other folk. Look here, sir; you're dead beat. Out, ain't you? Why, you warn't down below an hour." "Yes, I feel done up, Tom, but " "You can't do everything yourself, sir, and must get yourself fit to keep going. Now look round, sir.
I 'eard all o' wot 'appened, and I tells all my pals. The chief buffer does the same, and so does Number One, so at six bells, when the sick bay stooard 'ad bin sent by Jimmy the One to tell the doctor as 'ow the buoys wus ready for bleedin', almost all the orficers and abart 'arf the ship's company 'ad mustered artside the sick bay under the fo'c'sle to see wot 'appened.
Then Uncle Moses would supply a corrected version of whatever was defective, in this case an eye not quite blind, but nearly, owing to a young nipper, no older than Dave, aiming a broken bottle at him as the orficers was conducting of him to the Station, after a fight Wandsworth way, the other party being took off to the Horspital for dead.
"Black Fritz," answered the other. "'E's a sniper, what lives opposite; and 'e's paid for 'is keep that swine 'as paid for 'is keep. Charlie Turner, an' 'Arry, an' Ginger Woodward, an' Nobby Clark, an' the sergeant-major, an' two orficers. Yus 'e's paid for 'is keep, 'e 'as 'as Master Black Fritz." "And he's over there," said Reggie, a little breathlessly. "Yus. Where the 'ell do you think 'e is?
Look here, my lads, we have plenty of water, and the business is urgent. You'll have to be content with a drink and a pull at your waistbelts." "All right, sir," said the coxswain; "what's good enough for the orficers is good enough for us. We won't grumble, eh, mates?" There was a low growl here, but not of discontent.
"I can't see no orficers, messmate," said the same voice. "That'll do, Bob Stepney. That's cheek. Tim Dunning." "That's me." "All here, sir, and able to use their tongues. Fisties, too, I dessay." "The two blacks!" said Mark, quickly, and with a feeling of thankfulness to find matters so far well. "Ay, ay, sir. Thought I'd give the white uns a chance first," said Tom Fillot.
Two orficers is two; six AB's and coxswain seven, and seven and two's nine; and the two nig blacks, sir; nine and two's 'leven. That's right, sir 'leven." "Go round then, and count." "I think they could all answer to their names, sir, now, if I might be so bold." "Call them over, then." "Ay, ay, sir. Here goes, then, lads. First orficer, Mr Russell, sir, and you, sir's, two as we needn't count.
"No; leave it to him, he doesn't like interference." "No, sir, orficers don't, and it is their natur' to. But I say, sir, what a murder! what a wrench I give my shoulder." "How?" "Hitting one o' them pudding-headed Teapots, sir. Didn't hurt my knuckles, because his head was soft. Just like punching a bladder o' lard, but the weight on him wrenched the jynte."
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