“Well, fetch it along, and come you in, Mr. Bowles; likely you may think o’ somethin’.”
A reddish, hook-nosed man, with a jaunty, wicked look, came and smiled upon me in the friendliest fashion; the smell of onions became more than I knew how to endure.
“Ever hear of the ship Lady Jermyn?” asked the first corner, winking at the other.
I thought very hard, the name did sound familiar; but no, I could not honestly say that I had beard it before.
“Well, fetch it along, and come you in, Mr. Bowles; likely you may think o’ somethin’.”
A reddish, hook-nosed man, with a jaunty, wicked look, came and smiled upon me in the friendliest fashion; the smell of onions became more than I knew how to endure.
“Ever hear of the ship Lady Jermyn?” asked the first corner, winking at the other.
I thought very hard, the name did sound familiar; but no, I could not honestly say that I had beard it before.
