[My Friend Smith by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookMy Friend Smith CHAPTER TWENTY TWO 11/18
Now I cared for nothing if only I could forget about Jack Smith. We spent the remainder of the evening in the same rollicking way, getting up rows here and there with what we were pleased to call the "cads," and at other times indulging in practical jokes of all kinds, to the annoyance of some passers-by and the injury of others. More than once we adjourned to drink, and returned thence to our sport more and more unsteady.
As the evening grew later we grew more daring and outrageous.
Hawkesbury and Harris left the rest of us presently, and, unrestrained even by their more sober demeanour, we chose the most crowded thoroughfares and the most harmless victims for our operations. Once we all of us trooped into a poor old man's shop who was too infirm to come from behind the counter to prevent our turning his whole stock upside down.
Another time we considered it gentlemanly sport to upset an orange barrow, or to capture a mild-looking doctor's boy and hustle him along in front of us for a quarter of a mile. In the course of our pilgrimage we came across the street in which Daly and the Field-Marshal lodged, and forthwith invaded their house and dragged them forth with such hideous uproar, that all the neighbours thought the house must be on fire, and one or two actually went for the engines. About eleven we made a halt at a restaurant for supper, at the end of which, I say it now with bitter shame, I scarcely knew what I was doing. I remember mildly suggesting that it was time for me to be going home, and being laughed to scorn and told the fun was only just beginning. Then presently, though how long afterwards I can't say, I remember being out in the road and hearing some one propose to ring all the bells down a certain street, and joining in the assent which greeted the proposition. Whether I actually took part in the escapade I was too confused to know, but I became conscious of Doubleday's voice close beside me crying, "Look-out, there's a bobby.
Run!" Suddenly called back to myself by the exclamation, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.
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