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"Sir, please, sir!" "This moment, Wilson. And," as he reached the door, "do me one hundred lines." A pained "OO-oo-oo, sir-r-r," was cut off by the closing door. Mr. Downing proceeded to improve the occasion. "I deplore this growing spirit of flippancy," he said. "I tell you I deplore it! It is not right! If this Fire Brigade is to be of solid use, there must be less of this flippancy.
Candle and firelight filtered through frosty panes and glowed, dimly, under dark fathoms of the snow sheet now flying full of voices. Mrs. Vaughn opened her door a moment to peer out. A great horned owl flashed across the light beam with a snap and rustle of wings and a cry "oo-oo-oo," lonely, like that, as if it were the spirit of darkness and the cold wind. Mrs.
"But 'e was off in a flash, and I doubles after 'im prompt." "But you didn't catch him?" "No, sir," admitted the sergeant reluctantly. "Did you catch sight of his face, sergeant?" "No, sir, 'e was doublin' away in the opposite direction." "Did you notice anything at all about his appearance?" "'E was a long young chap, sir, with a pair of legs on him feeflee fast 'e run, sir. Oo-oo-oo, feeflee!"
"After all I have done for you, ever since you were left a helpless infant on my hands, for you to let me lie here and die, yes, actually die, for the want of a cup of tea, before you will spend one quarter of a dollar to get it for me! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oo-oo-oo!" And Hannah put her hands to her face, and cried like a baby.
The moon must have been behind the clouds, as the windows and the snow on the window-frames could be seen distinctly. "Oo-oo-oo!" sang the storm, "Oo-oo-oo-oo!" "Ho-ho-ly sa-aints!" wailed a woman in the loft, or it sounded like it. "Ho-ho-ly sa-aints!" "B-booh!" something outside banged against the wall. "Trah!"
"I thought 'twould be jes so!" he exclaimed, between his sobs and outcries. "I most knowed when that man hired father to have me go to show the woman the way I most knowed she was running away, and would get me into some scrape. Then the man, like enough, had done something, so he darsent go any furder with her. And now they'll lay it at to me boo-hoo! oo-oo-oo!"
People elbowed him on both sides, but he paid no attention. The rapid operations of the fire fighters held him spell-bound. "Oo-oo-oo! Look there!" suddenly came a shrill familiar voice at his side. A sputter of sparks had shot from the roof of the building, and a man had emerged from a trap-door, it seemed, and darted from sight.
MORNING. Brilliant sunshine is piercing through the frozen lacework on the window-panes into the nursery. Vanya, a boy of six, with a cropped head and a nose like a button, and his sister Nina, a short, chubby, curly-headed girl of four, wake up and look crossly at each other through the bars of their cots. "Oo-oo-oo! naughty children!" grumbles their nurse.
"Oo-oo-oo yer!" he shouted again, as Mike, passing through the gate, turned into the road that led to the school. Mike's attentive ear noted that the bright speech was a shade more puffily delivered this time. He began to feel that this was not such bad fun after all. He would have liked to be in bed, but, if that was out of the question, this was certainly the next best thing.
"But 'e was off in a flash, and I doubles after 'im prompt." "But you didn't catch him?" "No, sir," admitted the sergeant reluctantly. "Did you catch sight of his face, Sergeant?" "No, sir, 'e was doublin' away in the opposite direction." "Did you notice anything at all about his appearance?" "'E was a long young chap, sir, with a pair of legs on him feeflee fast 'e run, sir. Oo-oo-oo, feeflee!"
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