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Updated: June 15, 2025
Uncle Moses took his pipe out of his mouth to say, almost oratorically: "Don't you re-member, Jerry, me telling you Sunday six weeks it was about a loafing wagabond who came into this Court to hunt up a widder named Daverill or Daffodil, or some such a name?" Uncle Moses paused a moment. A plate had fallen in the kitchen. Nothing was broke, Aunt M'riar testified, and closed the door.
This emphatic assurance of "rigor mortis" having convinced the old gentleman that his money will be well invested, the deal is about to be closed, when, seeing Oswald, little Jack sprints across the street, down an alley, into the arms of a policeman. "Pfwhat yez roonin' loike yez a stalin' wagabond pfhwor?" sternly asks the officer.
"I can't exactly say, Moggy; but this I can tell you, that you may be very useful to them in giving us information, which you may gain through your husband." "Ay, and not only through my husband, but from everybody on board the cutter. I'm yours, Nancy and here's my hand on it you'll see what I can do. The wagabond, to attempt to flog my own dear, darling duck my own Jemmy.
"It's no use, Mister Bacchus," said she, addressing the old man, who looked rather the worse for wear, "it's no use to be flinging yer imperence in my face. I'se worked my time; I'se cooked many a grand dinner, and eat 'em too. You'se a lazy wagabond yerself." "Peggy," interposed Mr. Weston. "A good-for-nothing, lazy wagabond, yerself," continued Peggy, not noticing Mr.
You can't do it! Now go on, sir, this was to old Martin. 'Bring the murderin' wagabond upon his knees! If he wants noise, he shall have enough of it; for as sure as he's a shiverin' from head to foot I'll raise a uproar at this winder that shall bring half London in. Go on, sir! Let him try me once, and see whether I'm a man of my word or not.
Terrence and Sukey entered while the landlord was still grumbling and looking hard at Fernando, who was utterly oblivious of his wrath. "Mister Magrew, be ye a man o' honor?" demanded mine host; but "Mr. Magrew" was as indifferent as a statue of stone. "The wagabond sits there an' hears himself abused an' be too heedless to answer. By the mass, I will even tweak his nose!
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