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Updated: June 16, 2025
If you don't run into this here port you'll have to beat about in the offing all night, or cast anchor in the streets, for I don't know of another lodgin' in Portsm'uth w'ere you could hang out except them disrepitible grog-shops. In coorse, there's the big hotels; but I heerd you say to Sloper that you was bound to do things cheap, bein' hard up." "Never mind, my friend," said Miles quickly.
Him was my master, Kurnil Langley, an' only do the right ting: humbil hisself to our Dey w'en hims contry do wrong. Now, here we is comin' to Bab-el-Oued, that means the Water-gate in yoor lingo, w'ere the peepils hold palaver."
Your pipe suggests manhood, Pax, but you look much more like a monkey than a man when it's in your mouth." "How severe you are to-night, Phil!" returned Pax, putting the pipe, however, in his pocket; "where did you graduate, now at Cambridge or Oxford? Because w'en my eldest boy is big enough I'd like to send 'im w'ere he'd acquire sitch an amazin' flow of eloquence."
I can't teach YOU nothin'. Besides, I want out. I want out of London, an' England, an' bloomin' Europe too. That's all I want of you, mister. I don't arst how YOU go on the job. You know w'ere I come from, 'cos I 'eard you say; you know w'ere I want to 'ead for, 'cos I've just told yer; the details I leaves entirely to you." "Well," said Raffles, "we must see what can be done."
I seed your kind frequent. But 'e stuck to it, an' says, 'It's stryght, an' a lydy will come for you to-morrer, if you'll be 'ere on this spot, or tell me w'ere you can be found. An' Lou says, says she, 'You buy my flowers, so's I kin git me bread-baskit full, an' then I'll think it over. An' he bought 'er flowers, an' give 'er five bob.
"Twenty-six!" said Aurora, correcting herself. "W'ere you fin' sudge a reever lag dad Mississippi? On dit," she said, turning to Clotilde, "que ses eaux ont la propriété de contribuer même
"In short, the most horrible sight you ever saw," said Junkie, drawing his blanket tighter round his shoulders, and crouching nearer to the bulky form of Scholtz for protection from the wind which was rising. "Yes, Junkie, it was the most 'orrible sight I ever saw, for wild savageness, so I drew my sword and gave the hox a prog that sent 'im 'ead over 'eels down the kloof w'ere 'e broke 'is back.
W'en yer convalescin', 'ave a pint of ale at the W'ite Lion fer me." "An' a good feed o' fish an' chips fer me, Sammy. Mind yer foot! There's a 'ole just 'ere!" "'Ere comes old Sid! W'ere you caught it, mate?" "In me bloomin' shoulder. It ain't 'arf givin' it to me!" "Never you mind, Sid! Blightey fer you, boy!" "Hi, Sid! Tell me old lady I'm still up an' comin', will you?
"Why, Eth'opia, I reckon, if she's got a crew of Eth'opians settin' on t'other side of 'er superstructure." "They ain't a man-jack aboard; and you know it," snarled Galton, "or 'e'd be poppin' 'is eyes hout at such a 'orrible big sight as we must be." "Anyway, I'll bet she blows back w'ere she come from, to-night," persisted the advocate of this theory.
Down in the new tenement Anna and her little slave, M'riar, worked hard, that day, at cleaning. "W'ere Hi wuz born," M'riar gravely commented, "we wuz brought up on dirt an' liked hit, but we never wusn't greedy for hit, like th' way these folks, 'ere, 'as been." Anna, in the next room, was for the first time in her life working with a scrubbing-brush, and, presently, M'riar heard its swish.
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