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"'Aven't you never noticed, sir, that there's two worlds the world as it is, and the world as it seems to the public man?" "That may be," said Mr. Lavender with some excitement. "But which is the greater, which is the nobler, Joe? And what does the other matter? Surely that which flourishes in great minds, and by their utterances is made plain.
"Tom," cried the one-eyed man, "wot's all this we heerd of Ted Jarraway of Swansea bein' knocked out in five rounds by this 'ere Lord Vibbot, up in London?" "Vibbot?" repeated Cragg, frowning into his tankard, "I 'aven't 'eard of no Vibbot, neither lord, earl, nor dook." "Come, Tom," coaxed the other, "everybody's heerd o' Buck Vibbot, 'im they calls the 'Fightin' Barronite."
"Cheer up, Hobbs!" he sang out in his new-found exuberance as he rode up to the dismal Englishman, who moped in the shade of the stable walls. "Don't be down-hearted. Look at me! Never say die, that's my motto." "That's all very well, sir," said Hobbs, removing the unlighted pipe from his lips, "but you 'aven't got a dog and a parrot locked up in your rooms with no one to feed them.
"'Ere it is, sir thank you, sir 'ope I 'aven't kept you wyting, sir," she announced, after he had fumed for two minutes inside the corral, and she had cynically hummed her way quite through the hymn which begins "Blest be the tie that binds." She passed the white-hot iron deftly through the rails to him, and fixed the fire for another heating.
She had told the man that it was something about the regiment he wanted to know; told him, too, his method of answering "Yes" and "No," and to put his questions in such, a form that they could be so answered. The friend advanced to the bedside with clumsy caution. "Hello, Wally!" he said cheerfully. "They've pretty well chewed you up and spit you out again, 'aven't they?
But nobody took any notice of him; and upstairs in the drawing-room that night his bon-bons failed to charm. "I suppose you're pleased," said he, approaching his hostess, "now you've got Mr. Rickman back again?" A deeper flush than the Dinner could account for was Mrs. Downey's sole reply. "'is manners 'aven't improved since 'is residence in the country.
"That man must have been terribly angry," he said to himself. Lizzie came into the room. "I 'eard you," she said, "syin' poetry to yourself. You're as bad as Mr. 'Inde, you are. 'E's an' awful one for syin' poetry. Why down't you go out for a walk? You 'aven't seen nothink of London yet, an' 'ere you are wystin' the mornin' syin' poetry.
It wasn't her fault." "You couldn't 'aven't made me believe it if it 'ad been," was the answer. Such faith in a Sergeant of Marines interested me greatly. "Never mind about that," I cried. "Tell me what she was like." "She was a widow," said Pyecroft. "Left so very young and never re-spliced.
'Pretty busy to-night, ain't they? said the Centre Driver. 'We heard 'em bumpin' away good-oh. 'You don't 'ear the 'alf of it back 'ere, said the Bombardier. 'Wind's blowin' most o' the row away. They're goin' it hot an' strong. Now where's my mess-tin got to? 'Aven't 'ad no tea yet, an' it's near eight o'clock. I'm just about froze through too.
"But where'd they get their food and things?" "Bort 'em in shops like I used to 'ave. I'll show you the place, Teddy, if we go back. People nowadays 'aven't no idee of a shop no idee. Plate-glass winders it's all Greek to them. Why, I've 'ad as much as a ton and a 'arf of petaties to 'andle all at one time. You'd open your eyes till they dropped out to see jes' what I used to 'ave in my shop.
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