[Tom, Dick and Harry by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookTom, Dick and Harry CHAPTER EIGHT 10/17
Tempest? Come on, Wales is coming too." "Is Crofter coming ?" "No." "All right, I'm on; thanks, Pridgin.
Blow that fire out, kid." "Is that kid your fag ?" "Not likely." "Is he all there? Sharpe seemed to doubt it." Tempest shrugged his shoulders. "How soon? Ten minutes ?" "Yes--not longer." "Now, kid," said Tempest, when we were left alone, "how long are you going to play the fool? Take your time; but let us know when you've done, that's all." "Really, I'm not fooling; I know I ought to have had on the lavender--" Tempest laughed.
A jolly laugh it was, though it frequently preceded a licking. "You mean to say you sucked in all that rot? I thought I'd just see how far you'd let yourself be humbugged; I'm sorry I didn't tell you to stand on your head.
I don't doubt you'd have done it." I had painful reason to think he might be right. "Why, even Dicky Brown was too old a bird for that sort of chaff," said Tempest; "he twigged it at once--and he's a day boy.
Hand me that cane out of the cricket box, there's a good fellow, and hold out your hand. Don't yell; only muffs do that." "What ?" I exclaimed, "am I to be licked, Dux ?" "Don't call me Dux here.
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