"Once in this chair, yer hon'r, and I'll warrant he'll not get out so aisily as Jack Sheppard did from the New Pris'n. I'll try to fill in the gaps. ‘What Gerald wants with you has me beat. If by any chance I have made a mistake a word will bring me to you. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. "Seize this oar," vociferated the waterman. “I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. Like carpenter, like chips. Master Thames Ditton, I'll do your biddin'; and you, Misther Quilt Arnold, may do your worst, I defy you. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead.
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