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"Sure, sor, the toob toombled down atop ov this poor bhoy here, an' a'most made gammy duff ov him!" "Well, well, p'raps y'll have better luck next time," replied the man jokingly; and, turning to me, he said in a kindly way, "A miss is as good as a mile, my lad; but, accident or no accident, you'll have to clear up that mess there, or there'll be ructions aboard, I can tell you!"
He turned to a man who was leaning against the iron railings. "What's down there?" he asked, pointing to the stairs leading to the Central London Railway. "The Toob," said the man. "The what?" "The Toob. The Tuppeny Toob. Undergrahnd Rylewy!" "Oh, is that what you call the Tuppeny Tube?" John exclaimed, as comprehension came to him.
"An' 'oo the 'ell wants excitement in a toob!" the man answered. John considered the matter for a moment or two. "I expect you're right," he said, and then, more briskly, added, "Yes, of course. Of course, you're right. Travelling in a train would not be pleasant if it were exciting." "It would not," the man answered.
'Ow ... different?" "Well ... different!" The man spat. "I down't see wot more you could expect," he said. "It's there, ain't it? Wot more du want?" "Oh, it's there, of course ... only!..." The man interrupted him. "Wot's a toob for?" he said. He answered his own question. "To travel by. Well, you can travel by it. Wot more du want?" "But I thought it would be exciting!..."
"Besides, my aunt was a sort of benefactor of mine, she always said I was her fav'rite nephew." "Is she dead?" "Died seven year ago this spring, while I was in New Orleans. She left me her second best ear-trumpet, she was deef as a post. She had two of 'em. One was a rubber toob sort of thing, pretty nigh four foot long. She only used that on Sundays, an' when the minister called.
"We never have a bath in the river," said Becky, looking very much astonished at the idea. "Do you have your bath in the nursery like we do?" asked Milly. "We haven't got a nursery," said Becky, staring at her, "mother puts us in the toob on Saturday nights. I don't mind it but Tiza doesn't like it a bit.
'Well, I was thinking it was funny, sir: he's a quick man as a rule, but to be sure he might have been sent for by the librarian, but even so I think he'd have mentioned to him that you was waiting. I'll just speak him up on the toob and see. And to the tube he addressed himself.
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