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"Does John Barker live here?" asks Thurnall, putting his head in cautiously for fear of drunken Irishmen, who might be seized with the national impulse to "slate" him. "What's that to you?" answers a shrill voice from among soapsuds and steaming rags. "Here is a gentleman wants to speak to him." "So do a many as won't have that pleasure, and would be little the better for it if they had.
"Make him take that, madam, and put him to bed. I will wait downstairs awhile!" "Thurnall, Thurnall!" calls Trebooze, "don't leave me, old fellow! you are a good fellow. I say, forgive and forget. Don't leave me! Only don't leave me, for the room is as full of devils as " An hour after, Tom and Tardrew were walking home together. "He is quite quiet now, and fast asleep."
"If he will answer a few questions, I will give him five shillings. If he can find out for me what I want, I will give him five pounds." "Shouldn't I do as well? If you gi' it he, it's little out of it I shall see, but he coming home tipsy when it's spent. Ah, dear! it was a sad day for me when I first fell in with they play-goers!" "Why should she not do it as well?" said Thurnall. "Mrs.
The Major said something under his breath, which Tom did not catch, and then, in an appeased tone of voice "Well, that is at least a fault on the right side. Mrs. Vavasour's brother, as owner of the place, is of course the proper person to make the house fit for habitation." And he relapsed into silence, while Thurnall, who suspected more than met the ear, rose to depart. "Are you going?
When he saw Frank, he stopped short, and burst out into a story which was hardly intelligible, so interlarded was it with oaths. "For Heaven's sake! Thurnall, calm yourself, and do not swear so frightfully; it is so unlike you! What can have upset you thus?"
And Tom took his arm, and walked him quietly down into the street. "If you ever go up those kennel-stairs again, friend," said he to himself, "my name's not Tom Thurnall." They walked to a gunsmith's shop in the Strand, where Tom had often dealt, and sold the pistols for some three pounds. "Now then let's go into 333, and get a mutton chop." "No." Elsley was too shy; he was "not fit to be seen."
"I'll go for her," said Frank, "the moment Thurnall comes back to watch you." "What need to go yourself, sir? Old Sarah will go, and willing." Thurnall came in at that moment. "I am going to fetch Miss Harvey. Where is she, Captain?" "At Janey Headon's, along with her two poor children." "Stay," said Tom, "that's a bad quarter, just at the fish-house back. Have some brandy before you start?"
Yes: but her husband still. There was a knock at the door. "Who is that?" she cried, with her usual fierceness, terrified for his character, not terrified for herself. "Mr. Thurnall, madam. Have you any laudanum in the house?" "Yes, here! Oh, come in! Thank God you are come! What is to be done?" Tom looked for the laudanum bottle, and poured out a heavy dose.
"Ah, my dear madam, how do I know that? The English ladies do every day here what no other dames would dare or dream what then, must you be at home? Ach! your poor husbands!" "Mr. Thurnall!" calls Marie, from behind. "Mr. Thurnall!" Tom comes, with a quaint, dogged smile on his face. "You see him, Mr. Stangrave!
"Why not, in heaven's name?" "Then I want you, not for cure, but for prevention. You can do them no good when they have once got it. You may prevent dozens from having it in the next four-and-twenty hours, if you will be guided by me." "But my business is with their souls, Thurnall." "Exactly; to give them the consolations of religion, as they call it.
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