The Substitute - Deep Waters, Part 9. by W. W. Jacobs
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nose. Strickly speaking, you've no right to be on the wharf at all at
this time.' "'I've as much right as other people,' he ses, giving me a wicked look. 'I've got more right than some people, p'r'aps.' "He stooped down deliberate and, picking up a bit o' coke from the 'eap by the crane, pitched it over at the empties. "'Stop that!' I ses, shouting at 'im. "'What for?' 'e ses, shying another piece. 'Why shouldn't I?' "'Cos I won't 'ave it,' I ses. 'D'ye hear? Stop it!' "I rushed at 'im as he sent another piece over, and for the next two or three minutes 'e was dodging me and chucking coke at the empties, with the fool of a skipper standing by laughing, and two or three of the crew leaning over the side and cheering 'im on. "'All right,' he ses, at last, dusting 'is hands together. 'I've finished. There's no need to make such a fuss over a bit of coke.' "'You've wasted pretty near arf a 'undered-weight,' I ses. 'I've a good mind to report you.' "'Don't do that, watchman!' he ses, in a pitiful voice. 'Don't do that! 'Ere, I tell you wot I'll do. I'll pick it all up agin.' "Afore I could move 'and or foot he 'ad shifted a couple o' cases out of |
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