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Folks mightn't be able to serve Ejectment Orders in time of War. . . . Besides, now he came to think of it, back in the week there had been some panic in the banks, and some talk of a law having been passed by which debts couldn't be recovered in a hurry. And, anyway, Mr Pamphlett had forgotten about Bank Holiday. There was no hurry before Tuesday . . .
Under the guidance of Pamphlett, Oxley left his little vessel in the bay, and with a boat entered upon the broad current of the stream. Before sunset he had ascended about twenty miles, and had been delighted by the richness of the scenery and the magnificence of the timber.
"Why? Weren't you lookin' for it?" Her eyes sought Rat-it-all and questioned him. Mr Pamphlett made haste before his ally could speak. "The Policeman was acting in the execution of his duty." This was a fine phrase, and it took 'Beida aback, for she had not a notion what it meant. But while she sought for a retort, Mr Pamphlett followed up his advantage, to crush her, and blundered again.
Mr Pamphlett ignored this proposal. He turned on the other men. "It's a fine day, anyhow," he said; "and the wind turning nor'-westerly. If sure she's only a cruiser at practice, why are you fellows loafing in harbour?" "As for that" Un' Benny intercepted the question blandly "they can answer for their-selves, them that's under obligation to 'ee.
"Your six young men if six there be " said Mr Pamphlett, "will be best employed for some time to come in fighting for their country. It don't pay to build cottages, I tell you." Nicky-Nan's right hand gripped the knife in his pocket. But he answered wearily "Well, anyways, sir, I don't ask to interfere with them: but only to bide under my own shelter."
A man o' my family may have a bit o' hoard put by by his forefathers." "I see," said Mr Pamphlett thoughtfully. "Hendy shall make out the receipt. But this doesn't include costs of the ejectment order, you know." "I'll bring 'em to-morrow, if you'll let me know the amount." "Hendy shall give you a note of it. . . No to be fair, the ejectment order still stands against you.
Nicky-Nan thrust his hands in his trouser-pockets and limped towards him. "If you please, sir " Mr Pamphlett faced about, displaying a broad white waistcoat and a ponderous gold watch-chain. "Ah! Nanjivell?" "If you please, sir " Nicky-Nan, now balanced on his sound leg, withdrew a hand from his pocket and touched his cap. "I've been waitin' your convenience." "Busy times," said Mr Pamphlett.
"We don't open for business to-day, Hendy." Hendy had shown himself flatly incapable of understanding the Moratorium; what it was or how it worked. Mr Pamphlett, for his part, was uncertain about the details. But he explained them to Hendy.
"Whenever I wish to withdraw some of my balance, to invest it, I send for Mr Pamphlett, and he calls on me and advises I am bound to say always most politely." But here Miss Oliver put in her shot. "Why; of course, . . . and that accounts for it," Miss Oliver murmured. "Accounts for what?"
Hendy ushered in Nicky-Nan, who hobbled forward to the table, hat in hand. "Good-morning, Nanjivell!" said Mr Pamphlett. "'Mornin', sir." "Another plea, I suppose? when you had my word on Saturday that I'd done with you." "'Tain't that." "Then what is it? . . . For I hardly suppose 'tis to pay up rent and arrears." "One two three four five six seven!"
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