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He stole close up to me, and exchanged his smart Creole gibberish for a quiet sedate accent, as he whispered. "Not so sure of he nice little fat man, but too fond of him belly. When I wait behind Massa Aaron chair, Pegtop sometime hear funny ting. One gentleman say Ah, dat month we hear Lord Wellington take Saint Sebastian when dat is, what time we hear dat news, Massa Wagtail? him say.
Better not let him, though. Holme's a jealous devil." "Totally without reason," said Pierce, with a touch of bitterness. "No doubt. It's part of his Grand Turk nature. He ought to possess a Yildiz. He's out of place in London where marital jealousy is more unfashionable than pegtop trousers." He buried himself in his glass. Sir Donald rose to go.
Why yer doesn't know him. Ye ought to see de way he fotches down de ducks and snipe, and a man isn't so hard to hit as dem." "Granted," said I; "but a snipe has not a loaded gun in his claws, like a Spaniard, friend Pegtop." "Makes no difference, massa," replied Pegtop, decidedly. "Saw massa Aaron, myself, fight robbers, and helped him to kill de debbils, too. Massa Aaron fight?
She gave a pat, more approbation than correction, to a rose on the bonnet, smoothed the lapels of her Alexandra jacket so-called after the newly-made Princess of Wales and pulled up her gloves under its pegtop sleeves. Then she turned with a swoop and a swish of her wide blue taffeta skirts.
Oh, blackee more worser clan me, Gabriel Pegtop Oh, Lard! ha! ha! ha!"
Free and easy this, thought I. "Yes, sir, Captain Cringle is here, but him no get up yet." "Oh, never mind, tell him not to hurry himself; but where is the table laid for breakfast?" "Here, sir," said Pegtop, as he showed him into the piazza.
'Do you know who this lady is? cried Milly, suddenly. 'She is a prettier lass than thou, answered Beauty. 'She's my cousin Maud Miss Ruthyn of Knowl and she's a deal richer than the Queen; and the Governor's taking care of her; and he'll make old Pegtop bring you to reason. The girl eyed me with a sulky listlessness, a little inquisitively, I thought. 'See if he don't, threatened Milly.
Don't say nothin' more about dat." "Very well," said I; "and is Master Gelid going to fight." "B'lieve he will; fust rate friend of massa Bangs good at shootin' ducks, too guess he'll fight." "Ah," said I, "your friends are all heroes, Pegtop. Will Master Wagtail also fight?"
Open the gate, I say, or I'll make you. 'Do let her alone, dear, I entreated, fearing a mutual assault. 'She has been ordered, may be, not to open it. Is it so, my good girl? 'Well, thou'rt not the biggest fool o' the two, she observed, commendatively, 'thou'st hit it, lass. 'And who ordered you? exclaimed Milly. 'Fayther. 'Old Pegtop.
'And the gate locked. 'That's it the gate locked, she repeated, sulkily, with a defiant side-glance at Milly. 'And where's Pegtop? 'At t'other side, somewhere; how should I know where he be? she replied. 'Who's got the key? 'Here it be, lass, she answered, striking her hand on her pocket. 'And how durst you stay us here? Unlock it, huzzy, this minute! cried Milly, with a stamp.
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