Excerpt: ... so so, Peterday, fairish! fairish!" said the Sergeant, stirring his tea round and round, and with his gaze fixed upon the opposite wall. "Then messmate, -why not a muffin, or even a occasional shrimp, -where be your appetite?" "Peterday," said the Sergeant, beginning to stir his tea faster than ever, and with his eyes still fixed, ...
Excerpt: ... so so, Peterday, fairish! fairish!" said the Sergeant, stirring his tea round and round, and with his gaze fixed upon the opposite wall. "Then messmate, -why not a muffin, or even a occasional shrimp, -where be your appetite?" "Peterday," said the Sergeant, beginning to stir his tea faster than ever, and with his eyes still fixed, "consequent upon disparaging remarks having been passed by one Grimes, -our landlord, -concerning them as should not be mentioned in a inn parlour-or anywhere else-by such as said Grimes, -I was compelled to pour-a tankard of beer-over said Grimes, our landlord, -this arternoon, Peterday, at exactly-twelve and a half minutes past six, by my watch, -which done, -I ran our landlord-out into the road, Peterday, say-half a minute later, which would make it precisely thirteen minutes after the hour. Consequent upon which, comrade-we have received our marching orders." "What messmate, is it heave our anchor, you mean?" "I mean, comrade-that on Saturday next, being the twenty-fifth instant, -we march out-bag and baggage-horse, foot, and artillery, -we evacuate our position-in face of superior force, -for good and all, comrade." "Is that so, shipmate?" "It's rough on you, Peterday-it's hard on you, I'll admit, but things were said, comrade-relative to-business troubles of one as we both respect, Peterday, -things was said as called for-beer down the neck, -and running out into the road, comrade. But it's rough on you, Peterday seeing as you-like the Hussars at Assuan-was never engaged, so to speak." "Aye, aye, Shipmate, that does ketch me, -all aback, shipmate. Why Lord! I'd give a pound, -two pound-ah, ten!-just to have been astarn of him wi' a rope's end, -though-come to think of it I'd ha' preferred a capstan-bar." "Peterday," said the Sergeant removing his gaze from the wall with a jerk, "on the twenty-fifth instant we shall be-without a roof to cover us, and-all my...
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