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I 'aven't said nothing about any good, Mr. 'Oward. What you wants to find is them diamonds?" "Of course I do." "Well; you won't find 'em. I knows nothing about 'em, in course, except just what I'm told. You know my line of life, Mr. 'Oward?" "Not a doubt about it." "And I know yours. I'm in the way of hearing about these things, and for the matter of that, so are you too.
"Will you come and shake 'ands with me, Reggie? What a dear, good- looking boy he is, Mrs Cruden! And 'ow do you do, too, my man?" said she, addressing Horace. "Pretty well? And what do they call you?" "My name is Horace," said "my man," blushing very decidedly, and retreating precipitately to a far corner of the room. "Ah, dear me! And my 'usband's name, Mrs Cruden, was 'Oward.
Gager, before he answered, took a pipe-case out of his pocket, and lit the pipe. "Will you smoke, Billy?" said he. "Well; no, I don't know that I will smoke. A very little tobacco goes a long way with me, Mr. 'Oward. One cigar before I turn in; that's about the outside of it. You see, Mr.
We 've been playing a half-horsed game here." "I 've been thinking that, Boy." "Then I 'm going to tackle the foot wall. You stay where you are, for a few more shots; it can't do much good, the way things are going, and it can't do much harm. I was at the bank to-day." "Yeh." "My balance is just two hundred." "Counting what we borrowed from Mother 'Oward?" "Yes." Harry clawed at his mustache.
If you want information, Mr. 'Oward, you should say information." "And you could give it; eh, Billy?" "No ; no " He uttered these two negatives in a low voice, and with much deliberation. "I couldn't give it. A man can't give what he hasn't got; but perhaps I could get it." "What an ass you are, Billy. Don't you know that I know all about it?" "What an ass you are, Mr. 'Oward.
"And ain't babies childer?" thundered Miss Jemima. "'Ad 'er there, Jim!" chuckled the dutiful Samuel, this time favouring his sister with a sympathetic nudge. "Better give in, and own you told a cracker, ma!" "Shan't!" said the lady, beginning to whimper. "Oh, I wish my poor 'Oward was here to protect me!
"She's a-going to be married to Smiler next Sunday as ever is down at Ramsgate; and at Ramsgate she is now. You'll find her, Mr. 'Oward, if you'll keep your eyes open, somewhere about the 'Fiddle with One String." This information was so far recognised by Mr. Howard as correct, that he paid Mr. Cann five sovereigns down for it at once. "The Fiddle with One String" Mr.
She said that her father had told her about me it seems he used to be a friend of my own father." Harry nodded. "So 'e was. And a good friend. But that was before things 'appened like they 've 'appened in the last ten years. Not that I know about it of my own knowledge. But Mother 'Oward she knows a lot." "But what's caused the change? What ?" Harry's intent gaze stopped him.
Fairchild asked the question as the be-mustached visage of Harry came nearer to the carbide. Harry looked up. "Mother 'Oward almost slapped it off!" came his rueful answer. "For not telling 'er what I was going to do, and letting 'er think I got drownded. But 'ow was I to know?"
"'Oward leaped over the side and swum ashore." An avenue ran the length of the beach, shaded by trees, and crossing a gentle stream. Along this avenue was all the life and commerce of Tai-o-hae. Two traders' shops, empty offices, a gendarme, a handful of motley half-castes lounging under the trees this was all that was left of former greatness. Only nature had not changed.
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