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And" he turned upon 'Beida "any one who hides, or helps to hide, such money is an accomplice, and may go to prison for it. Now what have you to say?" But Mr Pamphlett had missed to calculate Nicky-Nan's recklessness and the strength of old hatred. "'Say'?" Nicky shook with passion. "I say you're tellin' up a parcel o' lies you can't prove.
"I am due at Divine service in less than an hour. State your business," commanded Mr Pamphlett. "And I am due away, sir, in about that time. Will you look at this paper?" Nicky-Nan laid on the table a half-sheet of notepaper scribbled over with figures in pencil. "Look over that, if you please; or put it off till you come back from Chapel, if you will: but by that time I shall be gone.
I don't know the law: but I doubt if the law, when I look it up, 'll say that the said landlord has power to bring along a Bobby and a Speckilative Builder. It may be so, o' course. Any way, you've taken it so, an' walked in; an' the next thing you'll do is Walk Out." He pointed with his staff to the door. "Me a German spy! Forth the three of 'ee!" Mr Pamphlett saw no way but to comply.
"Then what have you done with them?" thundered Mr Pamphlett. "Don't you answer him that," said 'Beida sweetly. "But answer everything else. An' don't you be afraid of him. I ben't." "What d'ee want me to tell?" asked 'Bert, a trifle uneasily. "Everything: 'cept you may leave out 'Biades. He's but a child o' four, an' don't count."
Stop talkin' all of 'ee, an' fetch me what you've stole, between 'ee, an' leave me alone!" Mr Pamphlett shifted his ground. "You're right, Nanjivell. What's become of your money? that's the main point, eh?" "O' course 'tis the main point," growled Nicky. "Though I'm damned if I see how it consarns you." "Maybe I can enlighten you by-and-by.
'Business as usual' is, and has been as I have just been telling those fellows yonder my motto since the early days of the crisis " Mr Pamphlett could not accurately remember when he had first come upon that headline in his newspaper "'Business as usual, but with er modifications, of course.
Mr Hendy a slight middle-aged man, with fluffy straw-coloured hair which he grew long above his ears, to compensate for the baldness of his cranium answered that he was glad Mr Pamphlett took it in so hearty a fashion, but for his part, if it wasn't for the Missus, he was dying to enlist and have a slap at the Germans. Mr Pamphlett laughed and entered his private office.
"You get out within this minute, or I'll have the law of 'ee." "Gently, my friend," responded Mr Pamphlett soothingly. "I have the Constable here with me, besides Mr Gilbert the builder. And here's my Ejectment Order, if you drive me to it." "When you promised me " stammered Nicky-Nan, escalading the stairs and holding his staff before him as if storming a breach.
All very well, an' for my country's good I'm willin' enough, provided it can be done at a profit. Will Government guarantee that? . . . No, brother Pamphlett: what you say about your callin', I says about mine. 'Business as usual' that's my word: an' let Obed here be a good son to his mother an' bide at home, defyin' all the Germans in Christendom."
As I remember, I told you yesterday that, if you behave yourself, I may relent so far as to give you a short grace." "Thank 'ee," said Nicky-Nan. "I'm behavin' myself that's to say, so far as I know." "But I want to make one or two points very clear to you. In the first place, what I'm about to say is strictly without prejudice?" Mr Pamphlett paused, upon a note of interrogation.
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