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John answered them, saying, I baptize with water: but there standeth one among you, whom ye know not; He it is, who coming after me is preferred before me, whose shoe's latchet I am not worthy to unloose. These things were done in Bethabara beyond Jordan, where John was baptizing.
"No, Sir!" he shouted, "the shoe's on the other foot, thank the Lord! The boy himself played the joke, or trick, whatever it was. Dr. Thorne tells me he was kind of crazy, from drinking laudanum, or some sech pisonous matter. Howsever that was, I'm sure he didn't do it in airnest, thought so from the very first, and now I've had a good look at his face, I'd swear to it"
Then he turned upon the broken money-lender and spoke while he re-charged the chambers of his pistol. "See hyar, Lablache, this night's work is on'y a beginning. So long as you live in Foss River Settlement so long will I hunt you out an' hustle yer stock. You talked of houndin' me, but I guess the shoe's on the other foot.
Yea, even he should go forth and cry in the wilderness: Prepare ye the way of the Lord, and make his paths straight; for there standeth one among you whom ye know not; and he is mightier than I, whose shoe's latchet I am not worthy to unloose. And much spake my father concerning this thing.
"My shoe's gone! Oh! whatever am I to do? I'm so sorry, Godfather!" "So you ought to be!" said the old man sharply. "I told you something bad would happen if you ever took them off. The question is now, Where's the shoe gone to?" He leant his elbows on the mound, and looked out to sea. "Just what I thought!" he exclaimed. "The Sea-children have taken it for a boat.
You have your wages in your hand on a Saturday night, and can deal at any shop you please." The man he wore a battered old straw hat on his head, which looked as dirty as his face raised his eyes with an air of surprise at Lionel. "What wages, sir? We don't get ours." "Not get your wages?" repeated Lionel. "No, sir; not on a Saturday night. That's just it it's where the new shoe's a-pinching.
"Just so, and what d'ye reckon we're going to do with it?" continued the head pilot, hitting straight from the shoulder as usual. "Why er ginger pop! that's so, old hoss, what? Mebbe now the shoe's on the other foot, an' it's the blamed sloop that's got us held up.
"Was that you telephoned me?" he asked. "Yes." "I told you I'd let you know when I wanted to see you." "So you did. But you didn't let me know. The shoe's on the other foot now. I want to see you." "I'm not interested in anything you have to say." The stenographer had gone. Kirby could hear his footsteps echoing down the corridor. He threw the catch of the lock and closed the door.
As to the origin of the fire, Bob merely said that he had turned the lights low in the sitting-room, and, obedient to "Shoe's" orders, had gone up to his roost, too wrathful and amazed over what had occurred even to think of sleep to think, in fact, of anything but the colonel's words.
If that were a pleasant task the clerk would not have watched him. What caught and kept that functionary's eye was that, whatever else might be revealed by the stranger's aspect, weariness, sickness, hardship, pain, the confession was written all over him, on his face, on his garb, from his hat's crown to his shoe's sole, Penniless! Penniless!
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