The Substitute - Deep Waters, Part 9. by W. W. Jacobs
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'is way and was in among the empties. I stood there dazed-like while two
bits o' coke came flying back past my 'ed; then I 'eard a loud whistle, and 'e came out agin with 'is eyes rolling and 'is mouth wide open. "'Wot's the matter?' ses the skipper, staring at 'im. "'I--I--I'm sorry, watchman,' ses that beast of a boy, purtending 'e was 'ardly able to speak. 'I'd no idea----' "'All right,' I ses, very quick. "'Wot's the matter?' ses the skipper agin; and as 'e spoke it came over me like a flash wot a false persition I was in, and wot a nasty-tempered man 'e could be when 'e liked. "'Why didn't you tell me you'd got a lady-friend there?' ses the boy, shaking his 'ed at me. 'Why, I might 'ave hit 'er with a bit o' coke, and never forgiven myself!' "'Lady-friend!' ses the skipper, with a start. 'Oh, Bill, I am surprised!' "My throat was so dry I couldn't 'ardly speak. 'It's my missis,' I ses, at last. "'Your missis?' ses the skipper. 'Woes she 'iding behind there for?' "'She--she's shy,' I ses. 'Always was, all 'er life. She can't bear other people. She likes to be alone with me.' |
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