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"Where's Raymond?" cried Jack. "I don't know," answered Rosher; "we can't wait here, or we shall be collared." "Didn't you see what became of him? I don't like the thought of leaving the fellow " The sentence was never finished; for at that moment two men suddenly appeared from behind a neighbouring stall.
"It's so nice having it out of doors," persisted Barbara. "Well, let's go out in the road and sit with our feet in the ditch, like the tramps do," said Jack. "I'll bring the tea in my sponge bag. Rosher used to carry it about in his pocket, full of water for a little squirt he was always firing off in the French class.
It was this very instrument that had been upset when he sent Rosher sprawling into the fireplace; and yet, here was the same fellow talking about keeping up a correspondence. A litter of torn music lay on the top of the piano; among it a tattered hymn-book.
"I don't know," answered Rosher; "we ought to strike some road or other if we keep going in that direction." The boys continued their flight, varying their walk by occasionally breaking into a jog-trot. At length they found themselves in a narrow lane; but after wandering down it for nearly half a mile, their further progress was barred by the appearance of a private gate.
It was a grave offence to hold any communication with a person undergoing solitary confinement, yet, before Jack had been very long a prisoner, a pebble hit the window, and looking out he saw Rosher. "I say," began the latter dolefully, "I'm awfully sorry you've been found out. If you like, I'll go and tell Westford I was with you." "Of course you won't. What's the good?"
If you don't want to help, you can clear out." "I shall do nothing of the sort," returned the other. "You let him alone." Both parties were too much in earnest to waste their breath in talking, and the next moment Garston and Rosher sprang on the intruder and endeavoured to force him out of the room.
Minnie and me we couldn't sleep a wink, and Baskof neither. Steals our servant girl yet. I'll show that Rosher." Abe glared indignantly at his partner. "Do you mean to told me, Mawruss," he said, "that you are fooling away your time going on the court because somebody upstairs sings a little something last night?" "Sings a little something!" Morris cried.
It's simply because they're waxy with us for getting above them in class. I don't see why I should take my orders from Rosher and Teal, and only do what they like; and I don't intend to either." "All right, my boy," answered Jack, carelessly. "Do what you like, only look out for squalls."
Yesterday, at the Old Bailey, before His Honour Judge Rosher, Leon Hamar, Edward Curtis and Matthew Kelson, of the Modern Sorcery Company Ltd., were indicted under the 23rd of Henry the Fifth, C. 15, which makes it a capital offence to practise and administer spells. The case for the prosecution promises to be a lengthy one.
Thatches!" showed that they had been sighted by some small scout of the enemy. "I've got some coppers left," said Rosher; "let's have a shot at the cocoa-nuts." They stopped opposite a pitch, and began bowling at the fruit. The first two or three shies were unsuccessful; then Jack knocked down a nut. "I'm not going to let you beat me!" cried Rosher. "Here; mister, give me some more balls."
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