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He spoke harshly to old Mr Crumps; found fault with the clerks to such an extent, that they began to regard the office as a species of Pandemonium which ought to have smelt sulphurous instead of musty; and rendered the life of Peekins so insupportable that the poor boy occupied his few moments of leisure in speculating on the average duration of human life and wondering whether it would not be better, on the whole, to make himself an exception to the general rule by leaping off London Bridge at high water blue-tights, buttons, and all!
While they were thus engaged, the tiger in blue who had supplanted Peekins entered, and said that three gentlemen wished to see Mr Foster. "Show them in," said Guy. "Sit still, Mr Crumps, I have not yet done with my calculations." In a few seconds Bax, Bluenose, and Tommy Bogey were ushered into the office.
Immediately afterwards Denham took his hat and stick, and passed through the office. Pausing at the door he looked back: "Ruggles." "Yes, sir." "There are five or six foreign letters in my desk for tomorrow's post. Copy them out to-night. See that you do it to-night. Peekins will remain with you, and lock up after you have done."
Peekins regarded him with undisguised admiration, and wondered in his heart if Jack the Giant-Killer would have dared to encounter such a being, supposing him to have had the chance. "I'm glad I am not too late to find you here, sir," said Bax, puffing off his hat and bowing slightly to his employer. "Humph!" ejaculated Denham, "step this way."
I'd content myself with knocking out both his daylights for his cowardly attempt to badger an old man, but that wouldn't be safe; besides, I know'd well enough he'd take to smugglin' again, an' soon give us a chance to nab him at his old tricks; so Coleman and I have been keepin' a look-out on him; and we've found that small yard o' pump-water, Peekins, oncommon clever in the way o' watchin'. He's just brought me word that he heard Long Orrick talkin' with his chum Rodney Nick, an' plannin' to run their lugger to-night into Pegwell Bay, as the coast at the Fiddler's Cave would be too well watched; so I'm goin' down to Fiddler's Cave to-night, and I wants you to go with me.
"Just listen to that old codfish," said Tommy Bogey to Peekins, "takin' credit to his-self for not drinkin', though he smokes like a steam-tug, an' chews like like I'm a Dutchman if I know what, unless it be like the bo'sun of a seventy-four gun ship." "Do bo'suns of seventy-four gun ships chew very bad?" inquired Peekins.
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