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There was a knock at the door, and the sound of men's voices, followed by the hurried appearance of Mrs. Scutts. "It's Jim's lot," she said, in a hurried whisper. "I've just come up to get the room ready." Mr.
Scutts, "but I can't stand! couldn't get out of bed." "Fearfully upset, he was, pore dear," testified Mrs. Scutts. "He can't bear losing a day. I s'pose I s'pose the railway company will 'ave to do something if it's serious, won't they, sir?" "Nothing to do with me," said the doctor. "I'll put him on the club for a few days; I expect he will be all right soon.
Scutts took his friend by the hand, and after warmly urging him not to forget the expert instructions he had received concerning his back, slipped into the back room, and, a prey to forebodings, awaited the result. "Well, he looks better," said the doctor, regarding Mr. Flynn. "Much better," said his companion. Mrs. Scutts shook her head.
Why, he was 'arf smiling as we, carried 'im up the stairs." "You're a liar," said Mr. Scutts, opening his eyes. "All right, mate," said the furniture-remover; "all right. There's no call to get annoyed about it. Good old English pluck, I call it. Where d'you feel the pain?" "All over," said Mr. Scutts, briefly.
"If I get up to you, my gal," said the forgetful Mr. Scutts, "you'll know it." "Why, I thought " said his wife, in surprise. Mr. Scutts raised himself on the sofa and shook his fist at her. Then, as a tribute to appearances, he sank back and groaned again. Mrs. Scutts, looking somewhat relieved, took her bonnet from a nail and departed. The examination was long and tedious, but Mr.
"Forty pounds!" he said to his wife, after the official had departed. "Why didn't 'e offer me a bag o' sweets?" "It's a lot o' money," said Mrs. Scutts, wistfully. "So's a thousand," said her husband. "I ain't going to 'ave my back broke for nothing, I can tell you. Now, you keep that mouth o' yours shut, and if I get it, you shall 'ave a new pair o' boots."
I misdoubt anythin' will come av permiscuous huntin' afther peacockses in a desolit lan'; an' I know that I will lie down an' die wid thirrrst. Me catch peacockses for you, ye lazy scutts an' be sacrificed by the peasanthry Ugh!" He waved a huge paw and went away. At twilight, long before the appointed hour, he returned empty-handed, much begrimed with dirt.
"It's no good standing there saying your little piece of poetry to yourself. Take off your clo'es and get to bed like a little man. Now! now! Naughty! Naughty!" "P'r'aps I oughtn't to 'ave let 'em up, Bill," said his wife; "but I was afraid they'd smell a rat if I didn't. Besides, I was took by surprise." "You get off to bed," said Mr. Scutts. "Get off to bed while you're safe."
"And get a good night's rest," added the thoughtful Mr. Flynn. "If Bill's back is took bad in the night I'll look after it." Mr. Scutts turned a threatening face on him. "For two pins " he began. "For two pins I'll go back 'ome and stay there," said Mr. Flynn. He put one muscular leg out of bed, and then, at the earnest request of Mr. Scutts, put it back again.
The panic-stricken Mrs. Scutts tried in vain to think. "He-he's asleep," she said, at last. "Doesn't matter," said the doctor. "Not a bit," said his companion. "You you can't see him," protested Mrs. Scutts. "He ain't to be seen." "He'd be sorry to miss me," said the doctor, eyeing her keenly as she stood on guard by the inner door. "I suppose he's at home?" "Of course," said Mrs.
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