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Burlesques

CHAPTER IX
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And I don't mind telling you, in confidence, that I was so frightened that I took out the sovereign and gave it.

My man and Jemmy's maid had disappeared by this time: they always do when there's a robbery or a row going on.
I was going after them.

"Stop, Mr.Ferguson," pipes a young gentleman of about thirteen, with a red livery waistcoat that reached to his ankles, and every variety of button, pin, string, to keep it together.

"Stop, Mr.Heff," says he, taking a small pipe out of his mouth, "and don't forgit the cabman." "What's your fare, my lad ?" says I.
"Why, let's see--yes--ho!--my fare's seven-and-thirty and eightpence eggs--acly." The fourteen gentlemen holding the luggage, here burst out and laughed very rudely indeed; and the only person who seemed disappointed was, I thought, the hackney-coachman.

"Why, YOU rascal!" says Jemmy, laying hold of the boy, "do you want more than the coachman ?" "Don't rascal ME, marm!" shrieks the little chap in return.


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