W. W. Jacobs

W. W. Jacobs

Summary

Portrait of W. W. Jacobs W. W. Jacobs Admiral Peters

Burton, firmly.
"Unless I have a letter at breakfast-time, Burton," said Mr. Stiles, serenely.
Mr. Burton favoured him with a mutinous scowl.
"Oh, I do hope you will," said Mrs. Dutton.
"I have a feeling that I shall," said Mr. Stiles, crossing glances with his friend. "The only thing is my people; they want me to join them at Lord Tufton's place."
Mrs. Dutton trembled with delight at being in the company of a man with such friends. "What a change shore-life must be to you after the perils of the sea!" she murmured.
"Ah!" said Mr. Stiles. "True! True!"
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Portrait of W. W. Jacobs W. W. Jacobs Admiral Peters

Ah, you were lucky to get your pension, George."
"I deserved it," said Mr. Burton, sharply, as he fancied he detected something ambiguous in his friend's remark.
"Of course you did," said Mr. Stiles; "so did I, but I didn't get it. Well, it's a poor heart that never rejoices. What about that drink you were speaking of, George?"
"I hardly ever touch anything now," replied his friend.
"I was thinking about myself," said Mr. Stiles. "I can't bear the stuff, but the doctor says I must have it. You know what doctors are, George!"
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Portrait of W. W. Jacobs W. W. Jacobs Admiral Peters

You forget yourself."
He turned to the widow and began to chat about "his people" again to divert her attention from Mr. Burton, who seemed likely to cause unpleasantness by either bursting a blood-vessel or falling into a fit.
"My people have heard of Burton," he said, with a slight glance to see how that injured gentleman was progressing. "He has often shared my dangers. We have been in many tight places together. Do you remember those two nights when we were hidden in the chimney at the palace of the Sultan of Zanzibar, Burton?"
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