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He stay dar till de young massa and captain come wid de 'osses, den he get de white girl an' carry her 'way all safe. Massa understand what Pompey say?" "Very clearly; but how are we to find the place where Mr. Rochford is hiding?" I asked. "Pompey him show you, massa; him come on purpose," said the black. "How long will it take to get there?" I asked.
Crowdey was 'awful mean, at the same time pulling out a sample of bad ship oats, that he had got from a neighbouring ostler, to show the 'stuff' their 'osses' were a eatin' of. The fact was, Jog's beer was nothing like so strong as Mr. Puffington's; added to which, Mr. Crowdey carried the principles of the poor-law union into his own establishment, and dieted his servants upon certain rules.
"Well, the stables is near by, sir, and I thought as you might like to take a glimp at the 'osses, just to make your mind easy, sir." "Oh, very well!" said Barnabas, for there was something in the boy's small, eager face that he could not resist. Therefore, having paid and dismissed the chaise, they turned into a certain narrow by-street.
"I thought I'd like 'im to see our 'osses, an' 'ow you done 'em, an' I'd find you as quick as 'e could, wiv a bit to the good p'r'aps." Stafford smiled. "Off you go, then. Find that orderly. Say, Colonel Stafford's compliments to the General Commanding and he will report himself at once. See that you get it straight, trumpeter."
Those be yours in the far stalls, and since they were turned round I've won a bob of a gemman who I bet I'd show him two 'osses with their heads vere their tails should be. I always says," added he with a leer, "that you rides the best 'osses of any gemman vot comes to our governor's."
"Certainly not," replied Mr. Jorrocks, with great gravity, jingling the silver in his breeches-pocket. "It's an old saying, James, and times proves it true, that you may take an 'oss to the water but you carn't make him drink and talking of 'osses, pray, how are you off in that line?"
"In the harm, sir, all on 'count of 'is 'oss, 'Moonraker' sir." "His horse?" "Yessir. 'S arternoon it were. Ye see, for a long time I ain't been easy in me mind about them stables where 'im and you keeps your 'osses, sir, 'count of it not being safe enough, worritted I 'ave, sir.
I've soom beatiful lamb chops, and you could have a ducklin' and some nice young peas to your second course. The post-boy says the 'osses is pretty nigh done up; but by the time 'How did you know our names? asked my companion. 'Law sir! The post-boy, he told me. But, beggin' your pardon, Mr. Napeer, my daughter, she lives in Holkham willage; and I've heard you preach afore now.
They said in our 'all he was a hartis. I can 'ardly think that. Why, there used to be a hartis come to our club, and painted two or three of my 'osses, and my old woman too. Lackey. There's hartises and hartises, Backystopper. Why, there's some on 'em comes here with more stars on their coats than Dukes has got. Have you never 'eard of Mossyer Verny, or Mossyer Gudang? Backystopper.
The cabman, short and broad, eyed him with his fierce little eyes that seemed to smart in a clear and corroding liquid. “’Ard on ’osses, but dam’ sight ’arder on poor chaps like me,” he wheezed just audibly. “Poor! Poor!” stammered out Stevie, pushing his hands deeper into his pockets with convulsive sympathy.
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