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"And hark'ee, Joel, as to this black rogue this y'know who I mean, Jo?" "Aye him, Cap'n!" "That same, Jo. Well, keep an eye lifting and if you find out aught worth the telling, let one o' your lads ride post to Deptford, Jo." "Aye, Cap'n. Aboard ship?" "Aboard ship."
They all spoke in one breath. And as I despairingly laid down my pencil, the last man repeated firmly, "Brown. But they might be light brown or hazel, y'know." "But, after all, Boyne," Whipple appealed to me, "you've got a fairly accurate description of the man, one that fits him all right." "Does it? Then he's description proof. No moles, scars or visible marks?" I suggested desperately. "None."
"Well, I was thinking over the story, and after awhile I got out of bed and wrote down on a piece of paper the sort of stuff the men might be supposed to scratch on their oars with the edges of their handcuffs. It seemed to make the thing more lifelike. It is so real to me, y'know." "Have you the paper on you?" "Ye-es, but what's the use of showing it? It's only a lot of scratches.
But then I don't bother much these days." Once again her critical glance came in his direction. "After a time one loses interest, y'know." The sentiment struck Richard chillily. "And yet," he said, "you appear to have kept in touch with cheerfulness." "Ah, but I'm old," she answered, "and to old people one thing's as good as another. But if I was you I wouldn't be content."
But Willy rattled on, heedless. "He knew more pretty gels, y'know... I say, old chap, d'you know as many now?" Duncan shook his head. "The list has shrunk. I'm a changed man, Willy." "Ow, I say, you're chawfin'," Willy argued incredulously. "I don't believe that, y'know hardly. I say, you remember the night you showed me how to play faro bank?" "I'll never forget it," Duncan told him gravely.
I am about as thoroughly and completely broke as a man need be. 'Suppose I mean I'm a public school man myself. Couldn't I perhaps take it as a loan y'know and 'You're much too good, but on my honour I've as much money as I want. ... I tell you what you could do for me, though, and put me under an everlasting obligation. Let me come into the bogie truck of the train.
Hoopdriver fumbled clumsily with his cigarettes. "There's a thing I got to tell you," he said, trying to be perfectly calm. "Yes?" she said. "I'd like to jest discuss your plans a bit, y'know." "I'm very unsettled," said Jessie. "Or doing journalism, or teaching, or something like that." "And keeping yourself independent of your stepmother?" "Yes."
"Well, from what I could make out, he seemed to think sounds ridiculous so early in the morning, but he seemed to fancy you were in some kind of danger, Bev." "How, Dick?" "Well, when I told him he couldn't see you because you had driven over to Hawkhurst, the fellow positively couldn't sit still deuced nervous, y'know, though probably owing to drink.
Not a bad chap, by any means, barring this sort of thing. Well, now she's in town all over settled down, y'know. Writes to my wife. Well, I thought it was no good bein' stiff in these things. Against the spirit of the age what? So I said we'd do the handsome thing and go up. We both wanted a spell of easy so it was handy. Besides, I wanted to see the gel. I own to that.
"Have you never tried to work, then, hard work, I mean?" "Oh Lord, no! Besides, I've always been too busy, y'know. I've never had to work. Y' see, as luck would have it, I was born a gentleman, Beverley." "Yes," nodded Barnabas, more thoughtful than ever, "but what is a gentleman?" "A gentleman? Why let me think!" said the Captain, manoeuvring his horses skilfully as they swung into the Strand.
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