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Bill waited for them to have done and fling him his share. In common with all Bohemians, he liked regular meals. "That dog's goin' silly," said Trotter, looking at him where he lay. "Oh, him!" said the Signor. "He's bin loafin' a furlong be'ind all the mornin'," said Trotter. "Yer know if he was to get lazy, it 'ud be a poor lookout for us. He's bin spoilt, that dog 'as spoilt with indulgence.
"Because it's about time as we cut our stick an' run for it." "What are we to run for?" "Because they're arter me, nine on 'em, consequent they're arter you too, d' ye see. There's four on 'em be'ind us, an' five on 'em in front. You can't see 'em because they're layin' low. And they're bad uns all, an' they means business." "What a fight?" "As ever vas, sir. I've 'ad my eye on 'em some time.
I'll give yer two months from to-day to get us there, 'e says; `and if we're not there by that time, 'e says, `I'll lash your 'ands and feet together be'ind yer back and 'eave yer overboard. So now you knows what you've to do if you want to save yer bloomin' life, 'e says.
'Sorry they don't trust 'em ter us drivers, I answers. 'Don't matter worth a cent, ee says. 'I've another w'y er openin' thet strong box. Put yer 'ands be'ind yer an' turn rahnd, ee says. I done it, an' ee trusses me up like a bloomin' chicken, an' sticks my own angkincher dahn me froat. With thet ee walks along ter the door and blows the bloomin' locks orf with 'is pistol. That did it.
"You'll be saying you don't know the Old Bailey next." "I don't. But I know a lot of people who should." "Don't send 'em to 'Poulter's," said Miss Nippett. "There's enough already who're be'ind with their accounts." A few minutes later, Mr Poulter entered the room, wearing evening dress, dancing pumps, and a tawdry-looking insignia in his coat.
What's that?" he ejaculated in horror-laden accents, starting back. "What, Davie?" cried the girl, shrinking up to him all in a tremble. "Couldna say for sure. It mought be owt, or agin it mought be nowt. But yo' grip my arm, I'll grip yo' waist." Maggie demurred. "Canst see onythin'?" she asked, still in a flutter. "Be'ind the 'edge." "Wheer?" "Theer! " pointing vaguely. "I canna see nowt."
"It's the doc! It's Carlsen who's turned 'em into a lot of bloody bolsheviks, sir. Told 'em they ought to have an ekal share in the gold. Ekal all round, all except Tamada an' me. I don't count. An' Tamada's a Jap. The men is sore at Mr. Lund becoz he sez the skipper left him be'ind on the ice. Carlsen's worked that up, too. Said Lund made 'em all out to be cowards. 'Cept Hansen, that is.
Well, as I tell ye, I seen a boot, likewise a leg, an' theer were this 'ere wanderin' man o' the roads a-danglin' be'ind th' door from a stapil look ye!" he exclaimed, rising with some little difficulty, and hobbling into the hut, "theer be th' very stapil, so it be!" and he pointed up to a rusty iron staple that had been driven deep into the beam above the door.
All down the trench 'e put blokes' rifles on the parapet, and the 'ole bloomin' six of us ran up an' down the trench like a lot of rabbits, firin' off rifle after rifle till the Alleymans must 'ave thought we was an 'ole battalion. The only times when Mr. Wilkinson wasn't firin' rifles, 'e was fusin' bombs, jest as busy as that little girl be'ind the counter of the Nag's 'Ead of a Saturday night.
When I went through there? Sye, I could 'ave gone through the eye of a needle. There were six charges of dynamite just about to go off be'ind me!" Again the men chuckled as they looked at the fissure, a natural, usual thing in a mine, and often leading, as this one did, by subterranean breaks and slips to the underground bed of some tumbling spring.
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