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As Jasmine gazed into the gloom, spattered with a delicate radiance which did not pierce the shadows, but only made lively the darkness, she was suddenly conscious of the dull regular thud of horses' hoofs upon the veld. Troops of Mounted Infantry were evidently moving to take up a new position at the bidding of the Master Player. The sound was like the rub-a-dub of muffled hammers.
Leaving the church, we wandered to the Coliseum, and to the public grounds contiguous to them, where a score and more of French drummers were beating each man his drum, without reference to any rub-a-dub but his own. This seems to be a daily or periodical practice and point of duty with them.
"What are you laughing at?" said Orion. "We are in awful danger here. Uncle Ben may catch us any minute." "Who's Uncle Ben?" asked Diana. "Why, Di! how very queer you are. Don't you remember Uncle Ben, the awful man who has the circus?" "No, I don't," said Diana. "Is it true that Rub-a-Dub's dead?" "Oh, Di! Rub-a-Dub died weeks ago. What does it matter about a mouse?
When you next see them, You can give them that. Attention! I'm going to begin again. That's for Lantier, that's for your sister. That's for you. Bang! Bang! Margot at her tub. Bang! Bang! Beating rub-a-dub " The others were obliged to drag Virginie away from her. The tall, dark girl, her face bathed in tears and purple with shame, picked up her things and hastened away. She was vanquished.
Upon finishing the perusal of this very extraordinary document, Professor Rub-a-dub, it is said, dropped his pipe upon the ground in the extremity of his surprise, and Mynheer Superbus Von Underduk having taken off his spectacles, wiped them, and deposited them in his pocket, so far forgot both himself and his dignity, as to turn round three times upon his heel in the quintessence of astonishment and admiration.
Sometimes I do squeeze out a tiny tear, but I'm so incited I can't always manage it, although I'm sure I'll cry when Rub-a-Dub is put into the ground. Then afterwards there is a tombstone, and Iris thinks of the insipcron. I spects we'll have a beautiful insipcron for poor Rub-a-Dub, 'cos we all loved him so much." "Well, all this is very interesting, of course," said Mr. Delaney.
And many a night he had to sleep under the open sky, wet through with the driving rain or the falling mist; but his good humor never forsook him. The drum-sticks sounded, "Rub-a-dub, all up, all up!" Yes, he was certainly born to be a drummer. The day of battle dawned. The sun had not yet risen, but the morning was come.
"But we can't run away if you are lying there." "No more we can," said Diana. She laughed again. "Isn't it fun?" she said. "And so Rub-a-Dub isn't dead after all?" "Yes; of course he is." "Orion, look!" said the child; "look!" "Look at what?" answered the little fellow. "Oh, Diana! don't say it's Uncle Ben!"
"Yes. Children, do be good," said Iris, in her earnest voice. Diana trotted up to her sister and took her hand. "I has something most 'portant to tell you," she said, in a low whisper. "It's an awfu' sorrow, but you ought to know." "What is it, Di?" "Rub-a-Dub has got deaded." "Rub-a-Dub?" "Yes; it is quite true. I found him stark dead and stiff. I has put him in the dead-house."
Iris, as she walked, rang an old dinner bell in a very impressive manner, and also sang a little dirge to the accompaniment of the bell and the two other children's music. These were the words Iris sang: "Ding-a-dong, Rub-a-Dub's dead; Good-by, Rub-a-Dub. Sleep well in your little bed; Good-by, Rub-a-Dub. "We'll put a stone at your head and your feet; Good-by, Rub-a-Dub.
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