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William Wymark Jacobs. A SPIRIT OF AVARICE M R. JOHN BLOWS stood listening to the foreman with an air of lofty disdain . He was a free - born Englishman , and yet he had been summarily paid off at eleven o'clock in the morning and told ...
William Wymark Jacobs. A SPIRIT OF AVARICE M R. JOHN BLOWS stood listening to the foreman with an air of lofty disdain . He was a free - born Englishman , and yet he had been summarily paid off at eleven o'clock in the morning and told ...
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... Blows . " Don't take on ; I forgive you . " " Oh , John , " said his wife , sobbing convulsively , " I thought you was dead . I thought you was dead . It's only a fortnight ago since we buried you ! " " Buried me ? " said the startled Mr.
... Blows . " Don't take on ; I forgive you . " " Oh , John , " said his wife , sobbing convulsively , " I thought you was dead . I thought you was dead . It's only a fortnight ago since we buried you ! " " Buried me ? " said the startled Mr.
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... John , " explained his wife . Mr. Blows was about to ask for a further explana- tion of the mystery when he stopped ... John , " said his wife ; " leastways , we ' ad two ; this is the second . " Mr. Blows , who had filled the glass ...
... John , " explained his wife . Mr. Blows was about to ask for a further explana- tion of the mystery when he stopped ... John , " said his wife ; " leastways , we ' ad two ; this is the second . " Mr. Blows , who had filled the glass ...
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... John Blows was walking the earth , and much exer- cised as to his reasons for so doing . " Seemed such a monkey trick for ' im to do , " com- plained Mr. Carter , to the listening circle at the Peal o ' Bells . “ I'm a - looking at you ...
... John Blows was walking the earth , and much exer- cised as to his reasons for so doing . " Seemed such a monkey trick for ' im to do , " com- plained Mr. Carter , to the listening circle at the Peal o ' Bells . “ I'm a - looking at you ...
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Page 202 - e came 'e was up here at this 'ere Cauliflower, having a pint o' beer and looking round at the chaps as he talked to the landlord. The odd thing was that men who'd never taken a hare or a pheasant in their lives could 'ardly meet 'is eye, while Bob Pretty stared at 'im as if 'e was a wax-works. "I 'ear you 'ad a little poaching in these parts afore I came," ses Mr. Cutts to the landlord. "I think I 'ave 'eard something o' the kind," ses the landlord, staring over his 'ead with a far-away look in...
Page 216 - But just then the squire came riding up with two friends as was staying with 'im, and he offered a reward of five shillings to the man wot found it. Three or four of 'em waded in up to their middle then and raked their 'ardest, and at last Henery Walker give a cheer and brought it to the side, all heavy with water. "That's the sack I found, sir," ses Bob, starting up. "It wasn't on your land at all, but on the field next to it. I'm an honest, 'ardworking man, and I've never been in trouble afore....
Page 210 - ouse with it, Mr. Cutts, when you started arter me." "Ah!" ses the keeper, "and wot did you run for?" Bob Pretty tried to laugh. "Becos I thought it was the poachers arter me," he ses. "It seems ridiklous, don't it?" "Yes, it does," ses Lewis. "I thought you'd know me a mile off," ses Mr. Cutts. "I should ha' thought the smell o' roses would ha' told you I was near." Bob Pretty scratched 'is 'ead and looked at 'im out of the corner of 'is eye, but he 'adn't got any answer. Then 'e sat biting his...
Page 215 - imself down at last full length on the ground and sulked till the day broke. Keeper Lewis was there a'most as soon as it was light, with some long hay-rakes he'd borrowed, and I should think that pretty near arf the folks in Claybury 'ad turned up to see the fun. Mrs. Pretty was crying and wringing 'er 'ands ; but most folk seemed to be rather pleased that Bob 'ad been caught at last. In next to no time arf-a-dozen rakes was at work, and the things they brought out o' that pond you wouldn't believe.
Page 199 - is mates from other places, but they couldn't prove it. They couldn't catch 'im nohow, and at last the squire 'ad two keepers set off to watch "im by night and by day. Bob Pretty wouldn't believe it; he said 'e couldn't. And even when it was pointed out to 'im that Keeper Lewis was follering of 'im he said that it just 'appened he was going the same way, that was all. And sometimes he'd get up in the middle of the night and go for a fifteen-mile walk 'cos 'e'd got the toothache, and Mr. Lewis, who...
Page 205 - Bob stared back, looking fust at the keeper's nose and then at 'is eyes and mouth, and then at 'is nose agin. "You'll know me agin, I s'pose?" ses Mr. Cutts, at last. "Yes," ses Bob, smiling; "I should know you a mile off—on the darkest night." "We shall see," ses Mr. Cutts, taking up 'is beer and turning 'is back on him. "Those of us as live the longest'll see the most." "I'm glad I've lived long enough to see 'im,
Page 267 - THE THIRD STRING LOVE? said the night-watchman, as he watched in an abstracted fashion the efforts of a skipper to reach a brother skipper on a passing barge with a boathook. Don't talk to me about love, because I've suffered enough through it. There ought to be teetotalers for love the same as wot there is for drink, and they ought to wear a piece o' ribbon to show it, the same as the teetotalers do; but not an attractive piece o
Page 206 - e saw Bob Pretty come out of 'is house and, arter a careful look round, walk up the road. He held 'is breath as Bob passed 'im, and was just getting up to foller 'im when Bob stopped and walked slowly back agin, sniffing. "Wot a delicious smell o
Page 16 - im about 'is clothes agin. "Don't bother me about your clothes," ses Ginger; "talk about something else for a change." "Where are they?" ses Isaac, sitting on the edge of 'is bed. Ginger yawned and felt in 'is waistcoat pocket- — for neither of 'em 'ad undressed — and then 'e took the pawn-ticket out and threw it on the floor. Isaac picked it up, and then 'e began to dance about the room as if 'e'd gone mad. "Do you mean to tell me you've pawned my clothes?
Page 132 - No, something to you," ses Mrs. Prince. Joe Barlcomb went cold all over, and then he put down a couple of eggs he'd brought round for 'er and went off 'ome agin, and Mrs. Prince stood in the doorway with a cat on each shoulder and watched 'im till 'e was out of sight. That night Joe Barlcomb came up to this 'ere Cauliflower public-house, same as he'd been told, and...