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Updated: May 15, 2025
The Seraph's voice came from the window in a sort of chant: "The little white star has fallen down the cobbler's chimney! "It has fallen down, and the cobbler is sewing it into a shoe! "A milkman is wunning down the stweet! "Tell you what," whispered Angel, "I'll show you what Lucy was like just a little. I'll make a picture of her."
These little scraps must have slipped away from his house. Call a cab, policeman, and we'll go and see. "So a cab was called, and the policeman mounted the box, and the man got inside with the children, and off they went to Broad Street, which Jean called Wide Stweet.
Fopling's ears pricked up a flicker of interest and he betrayed symptoms of being about to speak. "Stow-wy!" exclaimed Mr. Fopling thoughtfully, as though identifying that nobleman, while Bess and Richard looked on as do folk who behold a miracle, "Stow-wy! I say, Stawms, why don't you go into Wall Stweet and bweak the beggah? He's always gambling, don't y' know!
"Go on, grandma." "So a policeman took them in charge. He said the children didn't seem a bit frightened, but took everything very coolly, insisting all the time that they were on the way to see uncle. "'Who is uncle? asked the policeman, and Jean said: 'He's Uncle Darling, and he lives on Wide Stweet.
"But the children were very determined little things, and insisted that they were going to Wide Stweet to see uncle. Presently a gentleman passed, and asked the reason of the commotion. "'Runaways, somebody answered, whereupon Jean instantly piped up, 'I say I isn't yunning away. I is goin' to Wide Stweet to see Uncle Darling. "'Darling? said the gentleman. 'I know Darling of Broad Street.
"Come back with me, you two," he suggested. "I've got quite decent digs in Cecil Stweet, off the Stwand. And I've a little collection that might intewest you...." "I know, monstrosities in bottles and side elevations of premature babies," surmised Killigrew; "you're a foul old thing! But we'll come and have a yarn over 'em anyway.
The handsome Creole's face was aglow with the pure delight of existence. "Well, Mistoo Itchlin, 'ow you enjoyin' that watah? As fah as myseff am concerned, 'I am afloat, I am afloat on the fee-us 'olling tide. I don't think you fine that stweet pwetty dusty to-day, Mistoo Itchlin?" Richling laughed. "It don't inflame my eyes to-day," he said.
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