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Updated: June 22, 2025


"Woppley Woppley Why!" screamed the skin-man suddenly appearing at the top of the street. "Now 'urry, Master Jeremy," said the Jampot, "or we shall never get 'ome this night, and I might have known you'd choose the longest walk possible. Come along, Miss Mary, now none of that dawdling."

"I 'ave 'eard it's a matter o' thirty pounds or thereabouts." Mr. Nathan Smith rose, and his eyes were almost expressive. He nodded good-night to the ladies and crossed to the door. Mrs. Kybird suddenly seized him by the coat and held him. "Don't be in a 'urry, Nat," she pleaded. "We ain't all as clever as you are." "Talk about looking a gift-'orse in the mouth " began the indignant Mr. Smith.

"If you touch that animal again I'll get out," I said, angrily, as the poor brute tossed his head from side to side. "Beg pardin', sir! Thought you was in a 'urry, sir!" came through the roof. "Drive decently, and don't think," I muttered, relapsing into my own thoughts, cutting as the lash on the chestnut's neck. I had stopped the lash, but I could not stop my thoughts.

Shivers a deal w'en it ain't cold, groans now an' then, an whimpers a good deal. It strikes me, now though I ain't a reg'lar sawbones that there's suthin' wrong with her in'ards." "I'll finish breakfast quickly and go over with you to see her," said I. "Don't need to 'urry, sir," returned Slidder; "she ain't wery bad not much wuss than or'nary on'y I've bin too anxious about her poor old thing.

Assuming a wild and boisterous manner which he had at command: "'Urry up, Ma!" said Harley, entering without ceremony; "I want to introduce my pal Jim 'ere to old Kwen Lung, and make it all right for him before I sail." Ma Lorenzo, who was half Portuguese, replied in her peculiar accent: "This no time to come waking me up out of bed!"

Bill put down the mug in a 'urry, and the conjurer put his 'and to the mug and took out a dead mouse. It would ha' been a 'ard thing to say which was the most upset, Bill Chambers or Smith, the landlord, and Bill, who was in a terrible state, asked why it was everything seemed to get into his mug. "P'r'aps you're fond o' dumb animals, sir," ses the conjurer.

Not if I know it. I'll give Robertson beans." "I wouldn't do it if I were you," said Mrs. Doss quietly. "Not do it; what do you mean? You must be dreaming. It is the only thing to be done." And now Mr. Doss, obeying a pathetic glance of his better half, put in his oar. "Be a bit patient; wait and see how things turn out; don't do anything in a 'urry that's our advice the old gal's and mine."

'Fust time I've ever looked for'ard to bein' that hanimated corpse, Smythe, he said slowly. 'Blowed if I don't try to 'urry it up 'pon my sivey I will. "'He'll be no good to you till the twentieth, I reminded him. 'And, I added, as I stood up to ring the bell, 'you're sure it's a genuine case this time. You won't be going back to 'Liza?

"We'll see as she ain't lonely," ses George Smith, turning to Charlie. Charlie Tagg gave a bit of a cough and said it wanted considering. He said it was no good doing things in a 'urry and then repenting of 'em all the rest of your life.

"Smith stood 'em 'arf a pint apiece, and they was all outside 'ere fancying theirselves a bit for wot they'd done when we see old man Parsley coming along on two sticks as fast as 'e could come. "'Are you brave lads a-looking for the tiger? he asks. "'Yes, ses John Biggs. "'Then 'urry up, for the sake of mercy, ses old Mr.

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