Ship's Company, the Entire CollectionJacobs, W. W. (William Wymark)
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Ship's Company, the Entire Collection
Jacobs, W. W. (William Wymark)
England -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Humorous stories, English
“'No, 'Arry,' I ses, very firm. 'Besides, it ain't my money, you see.'
“'You mean to say you don't trust me,' 'e ses, firing up.
“'I'd trust you with untold gold,' I ses, 'but not with a real quid;
you're too fond of a joke, 'Arry.'
“We 'ad another long argyment about it, and I had to tell 'im plain at
last that when I wanted to smell 'is fist, I'd say so.
“'You turn up at the wharf at five minutes to seven,' I ses, 'and I'll
give you ten bob of it; arter you've done your business I'll give you the
other. Come along quiet, and you'll see me waiting at the gate for you.'
“He gave way arter a time, and, fust going 'ome for a cup o' tea, I went
on to the wharf to tell the skipper 'ow things stood.
“'It couldn't 'ave 'appened better,' he ses. 'Uncle Dick is sure to be
aboard at that time, 'cos 'e's going acrost the water at eight o'clock to
pay 'er a visit. And all the hands'll be away. I've made sure of that.'
“He gave me the money for Artful 'Arry in two 'arf-suverins, and then we
went over to the 'Albion' for a quiet glass and a pipe, and to wait for
seven o'clock.
“I left 'im there at ten minutes to, and at five minutes to, punctual to
the minute, I see 'Arry coming along swinging a thick stick with a knob
on the end of it.
“'Where's the 'arf thick-un?' he ses, looking round to see that the coast
was clear.
“I gave it to 'im, and arter biting it in three places and saying it was
a bit short in weight he dropped it in 'is weskit-pocket and said 'e was
ready.
“I left 'im there for a minute while I went and 'ad a look round. The
deck of the Snipe was empty, but I could 'ear Uncle Dick down in the
cabin singing; and, arter listening for a few seconds to make sure that
it was singing, I went back and beckoned to 'Arry.
“'He's down in the cabin,' I ses, pointing. 'Don't overdo it, 'Arry, and
at the same time don't underdo it, as you might say.'
“'I know just wot you want,' ses 'Arry, 'and if you'd got the 'art of a
man in you, you'd make it two quids.'
“He climbed on board and stood listening for a moment at the companion,
and then 'e went down, while I went off outside the gate, so as to be out
of earshot in case Uncle Dick called for me. I knew that I should 'ear
all about wot went on arterwards--and I did.
“Artful 'Arry went down the companion-ladder very quiet, and then stood
at the foot of it looking at Uncle Dick. He looked 'im up and down and
all over, and then 'e gave a fierce, loud cough.
“'Good-evening,' he ses.
“'Good-evening,' ses Uncle Dick, staring at 'im. 'Did you want to see
anybody?'
“'I did,' ses 'Arry. 'I do. And when I see 'im I'm going to put my arms
round 'im and twist 'is neck; then I'm going to break every bone in 'is
body, and arter that I'm going to shy 'im overboard to pison the fishes
with.'
“'Dear me!' ses Uncle Dick, shifting away as far as 'e could.
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