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If the excited and irritable populace knew I was here, I should be torn to pieces. 'No! Vould you, sir? inquired Sam. 'I should be the victim of their fury, replied Pott. 'Now young man, what of your master? 'He's a-stopping here to-night on his vay to town, with a couple of friends, replied Sam. 'Is Mr. Winkle one of them? inquired Pott, with a slight frown. 'No, Sir. Mr.
Here is English company make me offer for mine varm. Dey forgive de diamonds." "You have not accepted it?" cried Staines in alarm. "No, but I vill. I have said I shall tink of it. Dat is my vay. So I say yah." "An English company? They will cheat you without mercy. No, they shall not, though, for I will have a hand in the bargain."
"Si, señor," the words faltering forth, almost as if in mockery of his own hesitating speech. "Once I said maybe I show you. I not know how den now I know." "Sh-show me, little girl in God's n-name, show me wh-what?" "Eef eet vas true dat I lofe you, señor. Now you tink eet vas so; now you all'ays know vat vas in de heart of Mercedes. Dis bettah vay as talk, señor nevah you doubt no more."
Weller, shaking his head gravely; 'and wot aggrawates me, Samivel, is to see 'em a-wastin' all their time and labour in making clothes for copper-coloured people as don't want 'em, and taking no notice of flesh-coloured Christians as do. If I'd my vay, Samivel, I'd just stick some o' these here lazy shepherds behind a heavy wheelbarrow, and run 'em up and down a fourteen-inch-wide plank all day.
"They say you've made peace with him!" "Ve fight vit propaganda de vay de Kaiser fear most of all. Ve spend millions of roubles, we print papers, leaflets you know, comrade, vat Socialists do. Ve send dem into Germany, we drop dem by aeroplanes, we have printing-presses in vat you call it, de Suisse, de Nederland everyvere. De Germans read, dey tink, dey say.
Here iss acres by der dousand vree to der man vot can off it make use und dousands vot liffs und dies und neffer hass a home. Here iss goot, glean air und in der shmoke und shmells und dirty streets iss a ravage of tuberculosis. Der balance iss not true. Und in der own vay der rich iss full off drouble drunk mit eggcitement, veary mit bleasures.
It vas Vistlin' Dick as you give such a 'leveller' to, a rare pretty knock-down I vill say, sir, never saw a cleaner Oh! they're a bad lot, they are, 'specially Vistlin' Dick, an' it's lucky for you as I 'appened to come this vay." "Why, do you mean to say," said Barnabas, staring at the mild-faced man, "do you want me to believe that it was the sight of you that sent them running?"
"Man, man," said Findlayson of the Rhondda. "You don't tell me Burke's been fool enough to take that bet. Hoo! You haven't the ghost of a chance, Burke." "Och, ye never know," said the now doleful sportsman. "Ye never know ye're luck." Ah make de bett dis vay look. Ve goes to Falmouth you und me, hein? Now, de first who comes on de shore vins de money. Dot vill gif you t'ree days' start, no?"
"How beautiful that was!" exclaimed Van Mounen. "Just like a dream!" Jacob drew close to Ben, giving his usual approving nod, as he spoke. "Dat ish goot. Dat ish te pest vay. I shay petter to take to Leyden mit a poat!" "Take a boat!" exclaimed Ben in dismay. "Why, man, our plan was to SKATE, not to be carried like little children." "Tuyfels!" retorted Jacob.
Sam Weller received both of these suggestions with unexpected contempt, and again propounded his question. 'No, said the old gentleman; 'if he von't let you stop there, I see no vay at all. It's no thoroughfare, Sammy, no thoroughfare. 'Well, then, I'll tell you wot it is, said Sam, 'I'll trouble you for the loan of five-and-twenty pound. 'Wot good'll that do? inquired Mr. Weller.
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