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"I 'ope if there's anythink you require you will let us know, let us know," she says several times each day; and whenever she enters my sitting-room she prefaces her conversation with the remark: "I trust you are finding it quiet here, miss? It's the quietude of the plyce that is its charm, yes, the quietude.
Give me a new 'eart, O Lawd, it is you grey-haired old duffer. Chopping and chynging, always the syme to your old wife Jyne. I'd be ashamed of myself in your plyce. But sharpen up the knife, it is".
Weeks along" he picked up the shabby bowler that had dropped upon the Turkey carpet "for weeks along I've been tryin' to find out what was the matter wi' me! Now I knows! I've bin 'omesick fair old 'omesick for a sniffer of the very plyce I was 'oppin' with 'appiness to git away out of four months back. Good old Gueldersdorp!" He winked the wet out of his eyes and pointed to Mrs.
"It's his fault," Carrick answered, pointing at the densely packed mass of Krovitzers about them. "What are you driving at?" "It's this wye, sir," said his whilom chauffeur, taking grace of words. "You know we struck this plyce yesterday. Feelin' out o' plyce among them furrin-speakin' Krovitzers I hiked down to the Russian guard mount."
'Well, then, look 'ere, 'spose we go to the little shop opposyte nice little plyce it looks. I could do a cup o' tea myself, and we can 'ev a quite confab. It's a long time since we'ed a talk together. I come over from Twybridge this mornin'; slep' there last night, and saw yer mother an' Oliver.
There's nothink like noise for soothing nerves that is worn threadbare with the quietude, miss, or at least that's my experience; and yet to a strynger the quietude of the plyce is its charm, undoubtedly its chief charm; and that is what our paying guests always say, although our charges are somewhat higher than other plyces. If there's anythink you require, miss, I 'ope you'll mention it.
It's quite a good plyce, too," he added with a cheerful grin. "Why, it's just bully," said the M. O. "I am only sorry that we can't promise you as good in The Salient." "I hear it is rather rotten, eh, sir?" said the Australian. "Not as bad as Gallipoli, though," said Barry. "By Jove! You Australian chaps did magnificently down there. Must have been a perfect hell."
'You evidently don't know, he said, 'what had to be done by men before the extension of suffrage in '67. If it hadn't been for demonstrations But the rest was drowned. The brown-serge woman stood there waiting, wavering a moment; and suddenly her shrill note rose clear over the indistinguishable Babel. 'You s'y woman's plyce is 'ome!
"I can pl'y the squiffer I mean the concertina, Sir a fair treat for a hammatore. And if I might be let to tyke this man's plyce at Maxim Outpost South, Sir, I could 'elp serve the gun, too, Sir we've bin' attendin' Artillery Drill in spare hours." "I shouldn't think you had any spare hours to spare?" Beauvayse looked at the thin, tanned face with liking, and the keen pale eyes met his fairly.
"When did your father die?" asked the Count after a pause which had threatened to become intense, during which Josef had shifted uneasily. "Fifteen years ago come the seventh of August." "Where?" "Twelve Tottinam Plyce, Whitechapel." "Is the landlady living?" "Now 'ow the devil should I know? I beg your pardon, again, Your Grace, but this man is badgerin' me orful."
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