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Updated: May 18, 2025
"Ruin o' my prospecks!" cried Tom. "Hark at him!" and he seemed to be addressing a pile of chests. "Don't see as there's much prospeck in looking down into a taller tub. I could do that anywheres." "But you don't understand me, Tom," I cried. "Don't want to, Mas'r Harry," he said.
He knew, as he sat looking down upon the fragile atom in the bed, that he could kill her with the pressure of a finger. But there was no way of making Janie go back on her decision once her mind was made up. "If there's a war, you orter be fightin'," she added. "There's prospecks . . ." Her weak voice was almost inaudible, and the nurse was coming down the ward towards them.
You looks beautiful in them clothes. An' there's prospecks in the Navy." Poor little Janie: she had "prospecks" herself at last. He left the few flowers he had brought with the sister of the ward when the time came to leave. The nurse followed him into the corridor. "Come and see her every visiting day you can," she said. "It does her good and cheers her. She often speaks of you."
Improvident marriage demanded, sooner or later, starvation. This one star remained to guide her when all else of the good Sisters' teaching grew dim in her memory. Prospecks marry without and you were done. So ran Janie's philosophy. The remains of the bull's-eye faded into dissolution. Nosey was aghast. The perfidy of women! "You led me on!" he cried.
There was a white flag in every syllable. "I would if I did my duty." "But you don't care about that," urged Albert ingratiatingly. "I'll have to think it over," mused Keggs. "I don't want to be 'ard on a young boy." He struggled silently with himself. "Ruinin' 'is prospecks!" An inspiration seemed to come to him. "All right, young blighted Albert," he said briskly.
"Lor!" gasped Janie, staring before her at the autumn tints that were powdering the dingy elms with gold-dust. There was mingled pride and perplexity in her tones; slowly she savoured the romantic moment to the full, turning it over in her mind as the bull's-eye revolved in her cheek, before finally putting it from her. Then: "I couldn't marry you," she said gently. "You ain't got no prospecks."
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