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Updated: May 19, 2025
"Will you give me sixpence a week, too?" ses Henery Walker, jumping up. "I will," ses Bob; "and anybody else that likes. And wot's more, I'll pay in advance. Fust sixpences now." Claybury men 'ave never been backward when there's been money to be made easy, and they all wanted to join Bob Pretty's club, as he called it.
The man might take a notion to slide down, with the intention of attacking him, and Thad wanted to make sure of his line of defense, like a wise general always should. "Hey! wot's thet ye say? I got a boat just a leettle way below hyer, an' my dorg's got a right ter run loose. Ye owns up ye shooted ther pore critter, does yer?
"Wot's this about them amatoor clo'es?" he inquired portentously. "Oo 'as the key of that box?" "I have," said Elkin. "I locked it after the last performance, and, unless you've been up to any monkey tricks, Tomlin, the duds are there yet." "You're bitin' me 'ead off all the mornin', Fred," protested the aggrieved landlord. "Fust, the gin was wrong, an' now I'm supposed to 'ave rummidged yur box.
When the lions roared she squeezed his arm, and when they 'ad an elephant ride she was holding on to 'im with both 'ands. "I am enjoying myself," she ses, as Ginger 'elped her down and said "whoa" to the elephant. "I know it's wicked, but I can't 'elp it, and wot's more, I'm afraid I don't want to 'elp it."
The trim lady-secretary, however, bent forward with an air of annoyance. She had not, perhaps, realised that Mrs. Dickson was so much of a character. "If they cotch Mr. Butterford, they'll make 'im pay up smart for lettin yer do such a thing as make knickers in 'is 'ouse. So I asks the lidy, Wot's ter become o' me an the little uns?
He was dressed like like a bush larrikin. His name was Jim. He had been to a ball where some blank had "touched" his blanky overcoat. The overcoat had a cheque for ten "quid" in the pocket. He didn't seem to feel the loss much. "Wot's ten quid?" He'd been everywhere, including the Gulf country. He still had three or four sheds to go to.
He said that 'im and Emma 'ad been so busy talking about getting married that he 'ad forgotten to keep an eye on him. "Married!" ses Charlie, very upset. "Married! And wot's to become o' me?" "Come and lodge with us," ses Ted. They shook hands on it, but Ted said they 'ad both better keep it to themselves a bit and wait until Emma 'ad got more used to Charlie afore they told her.
He had hardly composed himself into the needful state of abstraction, when he thought he heard his own name proclaimed in some distant passage. Nor was he mistaken, for it quickly passed from mouth to mouth, and in a few seconds the air teemed with shouts of 'Weller! 'Here! roared Sam, in a stentorian voice. 'Wot's the matter? Who wants him?
Dick, with a slight dry reserve, "reckoned that he had." "They were made by the scythes and pitchforks of the peasants in the Revolution of '93, when the count was emigre, as one says with reason 'skedadelle, to England. Let them look the next time that they burn not the chateau, 'bet your lif'!" "The chateau," said Dick, with affected carelessness. "Wot's the blamed thing like?"
Arter a time I saw it was no good trying to persuade 'im, and I pretended to give way. "'I think I can get you a ship with a friend o' mine, I ses; 'but, mind, I've got to relieve your pore father's mind I must let 'im know wot's become of you. "'Not before I've sailed, he ses, very quick. "'Certingly not, I ses.
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