The Understudy - Night Watches, Part 3. by W. W. Jacobs
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I ses "Oh!"
"I'm afraid I shall 'ave to get rid of it," he ses. "It's on the barge now. My missis won't 'ave it in the 'ouse any more cos it bit the baby. And o' course it was no good p'inting out to 'er that it was its first bite. Even the law allows one bite, but it's no good talking about the law to wimmen." "Except when it's on their side," I ses. He patted the dog's 'ead agin and whistled, and a big black dog came up out of the cabin and sprang ashore. It went up and put its nose to Sam's dog, and they both growled like thunderstorms. "Might be brothers," ses the skipper, "on'y your dog's got a better 'eead and a better coat. It's a good dog." "They're all alike to me," I ses. "I couldn't tell 'em apart, not if you paid me." The skipper stood there a moment, and then he ses: "I wish you'd let me see 'ow my dog looks in your dog's collar," he ses. "Whaffor?" I ses. "On'y fancy," he ses. "Oh, Bill!" "Yes," I ses. "It ain't Christmas," he ses, taking my arm and walking up and down a |
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