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Updated: May 25, 2025
For a long time everything was as quiet as the grave, and then there came just one little pull at the bell. Five minutes arterwards there was another. I thought it was that woman, but I 'ad to make sure. When it came the third time I crept up to the gate. "Halloa!" I ses. "Who is it?" "Me, darling," ses a voice I reckernized as the potman's. "Your missus wants to come in and sit down."
I don't know how the farmers about here could make a do of it if we didn't pay rates to keep their labourers from dying off. My boys get fed up. Off they go, 'nd I doan' blame 'em. One of 'em's in a racin' stable now, doin' well. Another's got a potman's job London somewhere. Doin' well. But the kid I've got now, he'll stop. No ginger in that boy. Can't see anything five minutes off, either.
For a long time everything was as quiet as the grave, and then there came just one little pull at the bell. Five minutes arterwards there was another. I thought it was that woman, but I 'ad to make sure. When it came the third time I crept up to the gate. "Halloa!" I ses. "Who is it?" "Me, darling," ses a voice I reckernized as the potman's. "Your missus wants to come in and sit down."
"Look here!" ses the skipper, speaking very slow, "I've got an idea, wot'll settle it p'raps. You get outside," he ses, turning sharp on the two little boys. One o' the draymen 'elped 'em to go out, and 'arf a minute arterwards a stone came over the gate and cut the potman's lip open. Boys will be boys. "Now!" ses the skipper, turning to the woman, and smiling with conceitedness.
And all the time the umberella was doing rat-a-tat tats on the gate, while a voice much too loud for the potman's started calling out: "Watch-man ahoy!" "They're calling you, Bill," ses the skipper. "I ain't deaf," I ses, very cold. "Well, I wish I was," ses the skipper. "It's fair making my ear ache. Why the blazes don't you do your dooty, and open the gate?"
"Look here!" ses the skipper, speaking very slow, "I've got an idea, wot'll settle it p'raps. You get outside," he ses, turning sharp on the two little boys. One o' the draymen 'elped 'em to go out, and 'arf a minute arterwards a stone came over the gate and cut the potman's lip open. Boys will be boys. "Now!" ses the skipper, turning to the woman, and smiling with conceitedness.
And all the time the umberella was doing rat-a-tat tats on the gate, while a voice much too loud for the potman's started calling out: "Watch-man ahoy!" "They're calling you, Bill," ses the skipper. "I ain't deaf," I ses, very cold. "Well, I wish I was," ses the skipper. "It's fair making my ear ache. Why the blazes don't you do your dooty, and open the gate?"
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