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"Maguire a good three fingers, and the others at least two." "Then we needn't lower our voices, and we needn't walk on our toes. Eheu! I dreamed somebody was kicking me in the ribs, and I believe it must have been true." He had risen with a hand to his side and a wry look on his sweep's face. "You can guess which of them it was," said I. "The beast is jolly well served!"
"I am sorry I was so long, sir; but I'd been polishing the grates and fenders, and such like, and my hands and face were blacker than a sweep's. I hope there's nothing wrong at the seaside, where Miss " "There is much that's wrong, Mrs. Woolper hopelessly, irrecoverably wrong. Miss Halliday is ill, very ill doomed to die, if she remain in your master's keeping." "Lord help us, Mr.
My stockings I soaped, scrubbed, wrung out and laid across the companion rail to dry: but, as it turned out, I was never to use them or my shoes again. My sweep's jumper, waistcoat, and breeches Mr. Pengelly carried off, to burn them.
We were wild children and, left to ourselves, had the time of our lives. I rode my pony up the front stairs and tried to teach my father's high-stepping barouche-horses to jump crashing their knees into the hurdles in the field and climbed our incredibly dangerous roof, sitting on the sweep's ladder by moonlight in my nightgown.
What could he be doing? She stood where she was, listening. Suddenly the door between the rooms was thrown open and Lord Holme appeared. "Where's the red book?" he said. "The red book!" "Where is it? D'you hear?" "What do you want it for?" "That sweep's address." "What are you going to do? Write to him?" "Write to him!" said Lord Holme, with bitter contempt. "I'm goin' to thrash him. Where is it?"
The sweep's name was Sooty, and one day when they were playing near the well, Malcolm fell in and would have been drowned had not Sooty dived in and rescued him, and the water had washed Sooty clean and he now stood revealed as Malcolm's long-lost father. So Malcolm would not let his mother put her arm round his neck any more.
The head of the Sweep's understudy, Dave, was not equal to a full-dress rehearsal. So Dolly had to be content with the promise of a closer reading of the part when her brother was growed up. But it was rather like Aunt M'riar said, for Uncle Moses. Those two young Turks didn't allow their uncle no latitude, in the manner of speaking. He couldn't turn round in bed.
Just for a moment he sat there contemplating with pleased, tired eyes the wilderness of bloom before him. Then he fell into a reverie, as he frequently did. An idea for a fascinating story crept unbidden into his mind. He gazed vaguely around him. Some little noise outside attracted his attention, the kind of noise made by a sweep's brushes up a chimney. David turned idly towards the open window.
You are to know, Miss," lowering his voice, "that that day as he went abroad with our sweep's cloaths on, he comed home in sich a pickle you never see! I believe somebody'd knocked him in the kennel; so does Moll; but don't you say as I told you! He's been special bad ever since.
After this it required less courage to join the others in the inner room; and for some moments even I failed to identify the truly repulsive object about which I found them grouped. There was no false hair upon the face, but it was as black as any sweep's.
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