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"Go on," said Mr. Flexen. "What happened next?" "Nothing 'appened for a long while twenty minutes, I should think and then there come a woman round the right-'and corner of the Castle wall and along it and into the libery winder. At first I thought it was Mrs. Carruthers, or one of the maids she were too tall for her ladyship but it warn't." "Are you quite sure?" said Mr. Flexen. "Quite, sir.
"O, Roby? ah," returned the small boy, looking sedately at the ground, "let me see yes, that's the name of the old 'ooman, I think, wot 'angs out in the cabin, right-'and stair, top floor, end of the passage, w'ere most wisiters flattens their noses, by consekince of there bein' no light, and a step close to the door which inwariably trips 'em up.
Come, sirs, says I, 'who'll give me a black eye; a fiver's all I ask. Well, up comes a young buck, ready an' willin'. 'Tom, says 'e, 'I'll take two flaps at that figger-head o' yourn for seven guineas, come, what d'ye say? I says, 'done, says I. So my fine gentleman lays by 'is 'at an' cane, strips off 'is right-'and glove, an' 'eavin' back lets fly at me.
Brunow, 'e knows me, sir, if Sacovitch doesn't, and I thought, after all as had happened, it might be worth my while to see what they was up to and not to be seen myself; so I just slips off the roadway behind a house as is a-build-ing on the right-'and side, and right in front of me they stops. I could hear 'em talking, but I couldn't make out what they was a-saying, till all of a sudden Mr.
'Aye top o' the stairs right-'and side, groaned John. 'An John locked it hisself, an tuk the key? Saunders proceeded. John plucked at his neck again, and, dumbly, held out the key. 'An there worn't nothin wrong wi the lock when yo opened it, John? 'Nothin, Muster Saunders I'll take my davy. Saunders ruminated.
"Aye top o' the stairs right-'and side," groaned John. "An' John locked it hisself, an' tuk the key?" Saunders proceeded. John plucked at his neck again, and, dumbly, held out the key. "An' there worn't nothin' wrong wi' the lock when yo' opened it, John?" "Nothin', Muster Saunders I'll take my davy." Saunders ruminated.
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