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He sat there like a king, smiling 'orribly, and Sam's voice as he paid 'is losings sounded to 'im like music, in spite o' the words the old man see fit to use. It was so 'ard to get Peter Russet's money that it a'most looked as though there was going to be another prize-fight, but 'e paid up at last and went off, arter fust telling Ginger part of wot he thought of 'im.
Put a bishop in my clothes, and you'd ask 'im to 'ave a 'arf-pint as soon as you would me sooner, p'r'aps. Talking of relations reminds me of Peter Russet's uncle. It's some years ago now, and Peter and old Sam Small and Ginger Dick 'ad just come back arter being away for nearly ten months.
"I'm dying," ses Sam, with another awful groan. "Good-by, Ginger." "Goo'-by," ses Ginger, turning over and falling fast asleep agin. Old Sam picked 'imself up arter two or three tries, and then he staggered over to Peter Russet's bed and sat on the foot of it, groaning, until Peter woke up very cross and tried to push 'im off with his feet.
He sat there like a king, smiling 'orribly, and Sam's voice as he paid 'is losings sounded to 'im like music, in spite o' the words the old man see fit to use. It was so 'ard to get Peter Russet's money that it a'most looked as though there was going to be another prize-fight, but 'e paid up at last and went off, arter fust telling Ginger part of wot he thought of 'im.
The strongest and kindest-'earted man I ever come across was a man o' the name of Bill Burton, a ship-mate of Ginger Dick's. For that matter 'e was a shipmate o' Peter Russet's and old Sam Small's too. Not over and above tall; just about my height, his arms was like another man's legs for size, and 'is chest and his back and shoulders might ha' been made for a giant.
Put a bishop in my clothes, and you'd ask 'im to 'ave a 'arf-pint as soon as you would me sooner, p'r'aps. Talking of relations reminds me of Peter Russet's uncle. It's some years ago now, and Peter and old Sam Small and Ginger Dick 'ad just come back arter being away for nearly ten months.
He cut off Peter Russet's gag, and Peter Russet called 'im 'arf a score o' names without taking breath. "And when Ginger's finished I'll 'ave a go at you," he ses. "Cut off these lines." "At once, d'ye hear?" ses Ginger. "Oh, you wait till I get my 'ands on you." Sam didn't answer 'em; he shut up 'is knife with a click and then 'e sat at the foot o' the bed on Ginger's feet and looked at 'em.
He opened one eye and was just going to open the other when he saw something as made 'im screw 'em both up sharp and peep through 'is eyelashes. The lodger was standing at the foot o' Ginger's bed, going through 'is pockets, and then, arter waiting a moment and 'aving a look round, he went through Peter Russet's.
He cut off Peter Russet's gag, and Peter Russet called 'im 'arf a score o' names without taking breath. "And when Ginger's finished I'll 'ave a go at you," he ses. "Cut off these lines." "At once, d'ye hear?" ses Ginger. "Oh, you wait till I get my 'ands on you." Sam didn't answer 'em; he shut up 'is knife with a click and then 'e sat at the foot o' the bed on Ginger's feet and looked at 'em.
For that matter 'e was a shipmate o' Peter Russet's and old Sam Small's too. Not over and above tall; just about my height, his arms was like another man's legs for size, and 'is chest and his back and shoulders might ha' been made for a giant. He was an A.B., too, and that showed 'ow good-natured he was, to pick up with firemen.
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