Part 42 (1/2)
”Well, I know that; but I haven't got the money, and it's so far to fetch it, and I ache all over, and I don't want to see old Joe to-day, and--”
”There, you're shi+rking the job,” interrupted Vince
”No, I'et it over”
”Then don't stop s the stuff; hold your nose, tip it up, and you shall have a bit of sugar to eat after it if you're a good boy”
”Oh, Cinder, how I should like to punch your head!”
”No, you wouldn't Come on and take your physic”
”I won't till I like So there”
”'Cowardy, cowardy, custard, Ate his father's mustard,'” said Vince ”I say, I don't see that there was anything cowardly in eating his father's mustard It was plucky See how hot it etables with it He must have had, because, if he hadn't, it would have made him sick”
”What, mustard would?” said Mike, as quite ready to discuss anything not relating to the visit to old Daygo
”Yes; mustard would”
”Nonsense How do you know?”
”Father says so, and he knows all about those sort of things, including salts and senna So now, then, old Ladle, you've got to get up and come and take your dose”
”Then I shan't take it to-day”
”And have old Joe coot to coruen'lemen!”
Mike leaped to his feet in horror, and Vince pulled hily at the old felloho had co turf
”You?” said Mike: ”you've co anything o' the sort I won't let you have it to go out alone”
”You--you won't let us have it to go out alone?” faltered Vince
”That's it, my lad,” said the old ht Vince; and he exchanged glances with Mike, who looked ready to dash off
”Why, yer ju to pitch yer off the cliff, Master Ladelle Been asleep?”
”No, of course not,” said Mike; and he looked at Vince, whose lipsto tell hiht just as well have said 'yes' to you, though,” gruo
”Just as well,” assented Vince