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"Sort o' like a noo elected gover'ment," suggested Sandy sapiently. "Wal, I won't say that," said Sunny. "Them fellers traipse around wi' portyfolios hangin' to 'em. I don't guess we need them things. It's too hot doin' stunts like that." "Portfolios?" questioned Toby artlessly. "Wot's them for?" "Oh, jest nuthin' o' consequence. Guess it's to make folks guess they're doin' a heap o' work.
I feared from the greed which showed in all his movements that he vas going to strip me; but he did not do so, thinking, no doubt, that none of my clothes would fit his body. "Well," he said, in his snarling beast voice, "wot's up 'ere, with all these folk brought their beasts 'ere?"
'Do you think, then, that the affairs of the world are something like the wind or the weather altogether beyond our control? And that if they're bad we can do nothing but just sit down and wait for them to get better? 'Well, I don't see 'ow we can odds it. If the people wot's got the money won't spend it, the likes of me and you can't make 'em, can we? Owen looked curiously at Easton.
"No she didn't," said Emmeline, "she sent 'im away to be kep' by poor people, so 'er 'usbind wouldn't know where 'e was. They ill-treat 'im somethink cruel." "Wot's 'er nime?" asked Bert, thinking that it was time that so interesting a personality should be labelled. "'Er nime?" said Emmeline, thinking hard, "'er nime's Morlvera."
"I've nothing to forgive," said Henry Withers. A smile lighted the blanched face of the dying man. "Give me love to the b'y to Peter Macnamara," he said, and fell back with a smile on his face. "I'd do it again. Wot's a lie so long as it does good?" said Henry Withers afterwards to Holgate the engineer. "But tell 'er tell Kitty no fear! I ain't no bloomin' fool. 'E's 'appy that's enough.
Fate's crool 'ard when Fate takes the gloves off, miss, an' I know as Fate's been an' took ye one in the wind wot's fair doubled you up but take time, miss, take time throw back your pretty 'ead, breathe deep an' reg'lar, an' you'll soon be strong enough to go another round. If I'd got a towel handy I'd fan ye a bit not 'avin' none, no matter.
The speaker, in her turn, moved away with a youth who asked her, with much unnecessary emphasis, "what the 'ell she had to do with Albey's feet and why she couldn't leave Chris Denham alone." "If I ain't 'xactly gawn on Russian taller myself, wot's agen Albey a-doin' of it," he asked authoritatively. "Leave the lidy alone and don't arst no questions.
The stranger broke in on him. "Your name happens to be Leary, does it? Wot's your other name then?" "Algernon." Stepping lightly on the balls of his feet Mr. Cassidy turned back, and his mien for some reason was potentially that of a belligerent. "Say," he declared threateningly, "you know wot I think about you? Well, I think you're a liar.
"Where'd you go?" ses Ginger, passing it over. "Crystal Pallis," ses Peter. "Are you going to take 'er out to-morrow?" ses Sam. "I don't think so," ses Peter, taking 'is pipe out of 'is mouth and yawning. "She's rather too young for me; I like talking to gals wot's a bit older. I won't stand in Ginger's way." "I found 'er a bit young too," ses Ginger. "P'r'aps we'd better let Sam's nevy 'ave 'er.
"A shock wot's shook me all up," he ses, working up a shiver. "I've seen something wot I thought people never could see, and wot I never want to see agin. I've seen Sam!" I thought a bit afore I spoke. "Why, I thought he was drownded," I ses. "So 'e is," ses Joe. "When I say I've seen 'im I mean that I 'ave seen his ghost!" He began to shiver agin, all over. "Wot was it like?" I ses, very calm.
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