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"All aboard, sir," replied Hiram Roker, "and now I reckon you'll have to excuse me, because I've got to go below just to see that everything's in working order." "That's all right, Mr Roker. I know where your affections are centred in this ship. You go right along to your engines, and Mr Hingeston will see about the rest of us.
It fell to Billy's lot to help in packing the trunks, and deftly he did it, keeping soles, turbot, and halibut separate, to form boxes, or "trunks of prime," and packing other fish as much as possible according to their kind, until he came to roker, dabs, gurnets, etcetera, which he packed together under the name of "offal."
Roker had so flatteringly described as an out-and-outer to sleep in. 'That's it, replied Mr. Roker, pointing to a very rusty one in a corner. 'It would make any one go to sleep, that bedstead would, whether they wanted to or not. 'I should think, said Sam, eyeing the piece of furniture in question with a look of excessive disgust 'I should think poppies was nothing to it.
"Can you VOKER Rommany?" is given by Mr Hotten as meaning "Can you speak Gipsy," but there is no such word in Rommany as voker. He probably meant "Can you rakker" pronounced very often Roker. Continental Gipsy Rakkervava. Mr Hotten derives it from the Latin Vocare! YACK, a watch, probably received its name from the Gipsy Yak an eye, in the old times when watches were called bull's eyes.
'I think Roker might have chummed you somewhere else, said Mr. Mr. Pickwick thought so also; but, under all the circumstances, he considered it a matter of sound policy to be silent. Mr. Simpson mused for a few moments after this, and then, thrusting his head out of the window, gave a shrill whistle, and pronounced some word aloud, several times. What the word was, Mr.
Pickwick paid, the door was unbolted, and out they came; the uncombed gentleman bestowing a friendly nod upon Mr. Roker, who happened to be passing at the moment. From this spot, Mr. Pickwick wandered along all the galleries, up and down all the staircases, and once again round the whole area of the yard.
Roker; and, by the time he lay down upon it at night, was as much at home as if he had been bred in the prison, and his whole family had vegetated therein for three generations. 'Do you always smoke arter you goes to bed, old cock? inquired Mr. Weller of his landlord, when they had both retired for the night. 'Yes, I does, young bantam, replied the cobbler.
Roker concerning his future accommodation. 'Accommodation, eh? said that gentleman, consulting a large book. 'Plenty of that, Mr. Pickwick. Your chummage ticket will be on twenty-seven, in the third. 'Oh, said Mr. Pickwick. 'My what, did you say? 'Your chummage ticket, replied Mr. Roker; 'you're up to that? 'Not quite, replied Mr. Pickwick, with a smile. 'Why, said Mr.
'Nothing at all, said Mr. Roker. 'And I s'pose, said Sam, with a sidelong glance at his master, as if to see whether there were any symptoms of his determination being shaken by what passed, 'I s'pose the other gen'l'men as sleeps here ARE gen'l'men. 'Nothing but it, said Mr. Roker. 'One of 'em takes his twelve pints of ale a day, and never leaves off smoking even at his meals.
'What can that young man be going to do? He had sat ruminating about the matter for some time, when the voice of Roker, the turnkey, demanded whether he might come in. 'By all means, said Mr. Pickwick. 'I've brought you a softer pillow, Sir, said Mr. Roker, 'instead of the temporary one you had last night. 'Thank you, said Mr. Pickwick. 'Will you take a glass of wine?
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