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Updated: June 13, 2025
So Mr Pamphlett, knowing there must be War, had clean forgotten the Ejectment Order, until Nicky-Nan inopportunely reminded him of it; and in his forgetfulness, being testy with overwork, had threatened execution on Monday which would be the 3rd: August Bank Holiday, and a dies non. Somehow Nicky-Nan had forgotten this too.
Sure enough, Mr Pamphlett, as the cannonade shook the plate-glass windows of his bank, had started up in some alarm, and was sallying forth to seek reassurance. For again the inner sheet of the newspaper, with its reports of the mobilisation of armies and of embassies taking flight from various European capitals, had engaged all his attention, and he had missed the advertisement columns.
He would step down to the Bank to-morrow, slap seven sovereigns down on the counter but not too boldly; for Pamphlett must not suspect and demand the change in silver, with his receipt. Full quittance he could see Pamphlett's face as he fetched forth the piece of paper and made out that quittance, signing his name across a postage stamp.
On secure ground now, Mr Pamphlett faced about, challenging the old man. "Heigh?" said Un' Benny with a well-affected start of surprise. "There now! and I was allowin' you'd had enough o' my chatter. 'Business as usual'" he looked closely at Mr Pamphlett, and so let his gaze travel down the street, till it rested meditatively on the Bank doorway. "'Business as usual' . . . aye to be sure!
"He ought to be made to undergo an operation." "And then, most like, he'd have gone off with the others to be fed at the country's expense and no housekeeping to worry him, instead of giving Mr Pamphlett trouble. For he has been giving Mr Pamphlett trouble. Three times this past week I've seen him call at the Bank, and if you tell me 'twas to put money on deposit "
"Well, I heard it took the form of guineas, Mr Nanjivell. But of course I don't wish to be inquisitive." "That devil Pamphlett has been talkin'," muttered Nicky-Nan to himself.
"But situated as I be " He cast a helpless glance at the child, who seemed to grow in stature as, lifting her forefinger and pointing it at Mr Pamphlett, she advanced into the room and shrilled "You've come to steal his money, the three of 'ee! An' you can't take me in nor frighten me, not one of 'ee!" The high treble voice, or the word "money," or both, fetched Nicky-Nan back to consciousness.
Well, well!" There was nothing in this upon which Mr Pamphlett could retort. So, after wagging his forefinger again at the group of men, he turned and left them. On his way back he came face to face with Nicky-Nan, still solitary and seated on his bollard; and pulled up before him. "Oh, by the way, Nanjivell!
"You don't understand that, eh?" "Not rightly," she admitted. "Then don't you see how foolish it is for little girls to mix themselves in grown-up people's affairs? A policeman has to do many things in what is called the execution of his duty, For instance," continued Mr Pamphlett impressively, "sometimes he takes little girls when they're naughty, and locks them up."
Mr Pamphlett had seated himself at the table, and with his golden pencil-holder was at work on the paper making calculations. Nicky-Nan, going out, turned in the doorway and lifted his hand to the old remembered naval salute.
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