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"Get out of the way, you old fool," the officer riding at its head said, as he drew up his horse on seeing the wild figure, covered with shaggy hair to the waist, twirling his formidable staff. Ned stopped a moment. "Not a bit more of an old fool than you are yourself, Tomkins," he said. The officer reined his horse back in his astonishment.
Again Brett described David Hume, adorned now with "black, snaky eyes and high cheek-bones." "Of course," said Tomkins. "I've spotted 'im. 'E came aboard wiv a run just arter a hoss fell in front of the statoo. Gimme a penny, 'e did, an' jumped orf at the 'Orse Guards without a ticket afore we 'ad gone a 'undred yards. I thort 'e was frightened or dotty, I did. Know 'im agin? Ra ther.
It was Mary, who nursed her sister and attended to the shop. "If you please, sir, here's a little girl come to say that Mrs Tomkins is dying, and wants to see you." "Then I must say good-night to you, Catherine. I will see you to-morrow morning.
'It's my opinion, Miss Tomkins, said the writing and ciphering governess, 'that his manservant keeps him, I think he's a madman, Miss Tomkins, and the other's his keeper. 'I think you are very right, Miss Gwynn, responded Miss Tomkins. 'Let two of the servants repair to the Angel, and let the others remain here, to protect us.
"One of the Squire's sixpences!" said he. "Yes; it's mine." That was the argument which Patience had set forth to her own conscience. It was certainly her own sixpence; the Squire had given it to her had she not a right to do as she chose with it? The man laughed; his name was Ezra Tomkins, and he enjoyed a joke.
"Tenpence the fiddlesticks!" said Mrs Clere, pushing the piece of worsted to one side. "I'll not take a farthing under the shilling, if you ask me while next week. You can just go to Tomkins, and if you don't find you've got to darn his worthless frieze afore you've done making it up, why, my name isn't Bridget Clere, that's all. Now, Rose Allen, what's wanting?"
We'll be taking a back seat in the kitchen before long," answered the other. "But Miss O'Connor's not that sort," said Tomkins. "What I can't make out is this: I let that boat to Gerard. What's become of him?" As Kathleen stepped from the boat, Tomkins greeted her with applause, seasoned with advice. "You've done something, miss, that no other woman ever did before. But never you try it again.
He is just filling his fourteenth glass: he always keeps a regular account, as he never exceeds his limited number, which is seventeen; then he is exactly down to his bearings. The master's mate's name is Tomkins; he has served his six years three times over, and has now outgrown his ambition; which is fortunate for him, as his chances of promotion are small.
"Trouble not thyself about my qualities, friend," said Joseph Tomkins, "but bethink thee of doing thy master's bidding."
Ha! very well we'll talk about that to-morrow. Mr Tomkins, do me the favour to put him in the report, I may forget it. And pray, sir, how long is it since he has put more on?" "Just this moment, sir, as I came aft." "Very well, we'll see to that to-morrow: You bring the kettle aft as soon as it is ready. I say, Mr Jem, is that fellow sober?" "Yees, sir, he be sober as you be."
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