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Howsomedever, it ain't no consarn wotever to Jo Bumpus. How's your beak, Dick, my boy?" "None the better for your askin'," replied the surly mariner, who was tenderly stroking the injured member of his face with the fingers of both hands. "Come, Dick, it is none the worse of being inquired after," said Henry, laughing. "But 'tis as well to let the fellow go.

We cannot always command our feelings, Captain Gills, and I should take it as a particular favour if you'd let me out at the private door. 'Brother, returned the Captain, 'you shall shape your own course. Wotever course you take, is plain and seamanlike, I'm wery sure. 'Captain Gills, said Mr Toots, 'you're extremely kind. Your good opinion is a consolation to me.

"Yes, Cap'en." "You're going to ride a horse." "A wot?" roared Chipmunk. "A thing on four legs, that kicks like hell." "Wotever for? I ain't never ridden no 'osses." "You're going to learn, you unmilitary-looking, worm-eaten scab. You've got to be a ruddy soldier." "Gorblime!" said Chipmunk, "that's the first I 'eard of it. A 'oss soldier? You're not kiddin', are you, Cap'en?" "Certainly not."

Call 'im off! "Bob said arterwards that 'e was foolish enough to lose 'is presence o' mind for a moment, and instead o' doing anything he stood there gaping with 'is mouth open. "'Call 'im off! screams Mr. Bunnett, trying to push the dog away. 'Why don't you call him off? "'Don't move, ses Bob Pretty in a frightened voice. 'Don't move, wotever you do. "'Call him off! Take 'im away! ses Mr.

"I wouldn't mind going in to oblige you," ses Bob Pretty, "but the pond is so full o' them cold, slimy efts; I don't fancy them crawling up agin me, and, besides that, there's such a lot o' deep holes in it. And wotever you do don't put your 'ead under; you know 'ow foul that water is." Keeper Lewis pretended not to listen to 'im.

Cubbins got up to go at last, saying that he 'ad got a call to make at the police-station, and they went out together. "Nine o'clock sharp," he ses, as they shook hands, "on Tower Hill." "I'll be there," ses Sam. "And, wotever you do, no noise, no calling out," ses the tec, "and don't mention a word of this to a living soul."

He found it a tough job appariently, an' got wounded in the head with a grape-shot, and half choked by a stink-pot, after which we heard no more of him for a long time, when a letter turns up from Californy, sayin' he was there shippin' hides on the coast; and after that he went through Texas an' the States, where he got married, though he hadn't nothin' wotever, as I knows of, to keep a wife upon "

"They both laughed fit to kill themselves, but I didn't move a muscle. "'You open the companion, I ses, 'or it'll be the worse for you. D'ye hear? Open it! "'Oh, Alfred, ses the gal, 'he's losing 'is temper. Wotever shall we do? "'I don't want no more nonsense, I ses, trying to fix 'er with my eye. 'If you don't let me out it'll be the worse for you.

For me an' you, we've shared an' shared alike, wotever we 'ad, while we 'ad anythink except in one partic'lar." The Adam's apple jumped up and down as he gulped. He was burning crimson now to the roots of his ragged, light-brown hair, and the tips of his flat-rimmed, jutting ears, and the patch of thin bare chest that showed where his coarse grey back shirt was unbuttoned at the neck.

"Good 'eavens, Ginger!" ses Bill, starting back, "wotever 'ave you been a-doing to your face? Have you been tumbling off of a 'bus?" Ginger couldn't answer; and Sam Small and Peter sat up in bed alongside of 'im, and Bill, getting as far back on 'is bed as he could, sat staring at their pore faces as if 'e was having a 'orrible dream. "And there's Sam," he ses.

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