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Kemp; I'm a rare one for insurin'. It's a great thing. I've always insured all my children. 'The way I look on it is this, said Mrs. Kemp 'wotever yer do when they're alive, an' we all know as children is very tryin' sometimes, you should give them a good funeral when they dies. Thet's my motto, an' I've always acted up to it. 'Do you deal with Mr. Stearman? asked Mrs. Hodges. 'No, Mrs.

'Lord strike a blight upon it, I says, wotever it was I went for, 'if it ain't for him! It all prospered wonderful. As I giv' you to understand just now, I'm famous for it. It was the money left me, and the gains of the first few year wot I sent home to Mr. Jaggers all for you when he first come arter you, agreeable to my letter." O that he had never come!

"Wot, 'Enery?" said the cook in unbelieving accents as he staggered back, aghast at the spectacle "wotever 'ave you been a-doin' of?" "He's been stealing my apples!" said Miss Dimchurch sternly. "If I catch him here again I shall cane him!" "Quite right, ma'am! I hope he hasn't hurt anybody," said the cook, unable to realize fully the discomfiture of the youth.

"He met Bill, and I saw 'im six weeks afterward just as 'e was being sent away from the 'ospital to a seaside home. Bill disappeared after that." "Has he gone far away?" ses Ginger, trying to speak in a off-'and way. "Oh, he's back now," ses Miss Tucker. "You'll see 'im fast enough, and, wotever you do, don't let 'im know you're a prize-fighter." "Why not?" ses pore Ginger.

And I'd stake my character and purfessional reputation on it wotever he is, he's no fool!" For once in his life, Briggs was right. He was generally wrong in his estimate of both persons and things but it so happened on this particular occasion that he had formed a perfectly correct judgment. "Could you not drink her gaze like wine?

The Reeds are well-born folks, and my own people were Phippses, and they were well-born too. And as to the luck o' them, why, 'twas past tellin'. It don't do for one who's Phipps and Reed both, so to speak, to allow herself to be trampled on. I'll soon set things straight. I've got sperrit, wotever else I aint got." She reached Shaw's establishment at last.

"It'll ruin us intirely," he was wont to say, "for we can't stand by and see them die o' sickness an' intarvation mixed, an' the poor critters has nothin' wotever to pay. Hows'ever, vartue is its own reward, an' we makes the tough miners pay handsome for their supplies, which makes up for the sick wans, an' kapes us goin' on hearty enough." "And what of Meyer?" asked Frank, somewhat anxiously.

They had 'er anchored up a ways here, right off Cerry's Hill, an' they was out in the skiff floppin' 'round some said fishin'." "They was bobbin' fer eels, that's wot they was doin'," said the other man. "Well, wotever they was doin' it was night 'n' thar was a storm. An' that's every bloomin' thing me or you or anybody else'll ever know about it.

"Well, I think I'll go out now!" "Are you goin' to the Tahr, then?" "No," he answered. "No, I hadn't thought of that. I want to see Fleet Street!..." "Fleet Street!" Lizzie exclaimed. "Wotever is there to see there." "Oh, I don't know. I want to see it. That's all!" "You 'ave got funny tyste.

"'Not with a dead mouse in it, ses Sam, trembling with passion. "'Mouse? ses Ginger, innercent-like. 'Mouse? Why, I didn't say it was in your beer, Sam. Wotever put that into your 'ead? "'And made you lose your bet, ses Peter. "Then old Sam see 'ow he'd been done, and the way he carried on when the landlord gave Ginger the 'arf-dollar, and said it was won fair and honest, was a disgrace.

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