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robert falconer-第150章

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touch him?'



'I'll take him home;' said the tall man; advancing towards me。  I

made an attempt to rise。  But I grew deadly ill; fell back; and

remember nothing more。



When I came to myself I was lying on a bed in a miserable place。  A

middle…aged woman of degraded countenance; but kindly eyes; was

putting something to my mouth with a teaspoon: I knew it by the

smell to be gin。  But I could not yet move。  They began to talk

about me; and I lay and listened。  Indeed; while I listened; I lost

for a time all inclination to get up; I was so much interested in

what I heard。



'He's comin' to hisself;' said the woman。 'He'll be all right by and

by。  I wonder what brings the likes of him into the likes of this

place。  It must look a kind of hell to them gentle…folks; though we

manage to live and die in it。'



'I suppose;' said another; 'he's come on some of Mr。 Falconer's

business。'



'That's why Job's took him in charge。  They say he was after

somebody or other; they think。No friend of Mr。 Falconer's would be

after another for any mischief;' said my hostess。



'But who is this Mr。 Falconer?Is Long Bob and he both the same

alias?' asked a third。



'Why; Bessy; ain't you no better than that damned Slicer; who ought

to ha' been hung up to dry this many a year?  But to be sure you

'ain't been long in our quarter。  Why; every child hereabouts knows

Mr。 Falconer。  Ask Bobby there。'



'Who's Mr。 Falconer; Bobby?'



A child's voice made reply;



'A man with a long; long beard; that goes about; and sometimes grows

tired and sits on a door…step。  I see him once。  But he ain't Mr。

Falconer; nor Long Bob neither;' added Bobby in a mysterious tone。

'I know who he is。'



'What do you mean; Bobby?  Who is he; then?'



The child answered very slowly and solemnly;



'He's Jesus Christ。'



The woman burst into a rude laugh。



'Well;' said Bobby in an offended tone; 'Slicer's own Tom says so;

and Polly too。  We all says so。  He allus pats me on the head; and

gives me a penny。'



Here Bobby began to cry; bitterly offended at the way Bessy had

received his information; after considering him sufficiently

important to have his opinion asked。



'True enough;' said his mother。 'I see him once a…sittin' on a

door…step; lookin' straight afore him; and worn…out like; an' a lot

o' them childer standin' all about him; an' starin' at him as mum as

mice; for fear of disturbin' of him。  When I come near; he got up

with a smile on his face; and give each on 'em a penny all round;

and walked away。  Some do say he's a bit crazed like; but I never

saw no sign o' that; and if any one ought to know; that one's Job's

Mary; and you may believe me when I tell you that he was here night

an' mornin' for a week; and after that off and on; when we was all

down in the cholerer。  Ne'er a one of us would ha' come through but

for him。'



I made an attempt to rise。  The woman came to my bedside。



'How does the gentleman feel hisself now?' she asked kindly。



'Better; thank you;' I said。 'I am ashamed of lying like this; but I

feel very queer。'



'And it's no wonder; when that devil Slicer give you one o' his even

down blows on the top o' your head。  Nobody knows what he carry in

his sleeve that he do it withonly you've got off well; young man;

and that I tell you; with a decent cut like that。  Only don't you go

tryin' to get up now。  Don't be in a hurry till your blood comes

back like。'



I lay still again for a little。  When I lifted my hand to my head; I

found it was bandaged up。  I tried again to rise。  The woman went to

the door; and called out;



'Job; the gentleman's feelin' better。  He'll soon be able to move; I

think。  What will you do with him now?'



'I'll go and get a cab;' said Job; and I heard him go down a stair。



I raised myself; and got on the floor; but found I could not stand。

By the time the cab arrived; however; I was able to crawl to it。

When Job came; I saw the same tall thin man in the long dress coat。

His head was bound up too。



'I am sorry to see you too have been hurtfor my sake; of course;'

I said。 'Is it a bad blow?'



'Oh! it ain't over much。  I got in with a smeller afore he came

right down with his slogger。  But I say; I hope as how you are a

friend of Mr。 Falconer's; for you see we can't afford the likes of

this in this quarter for every chance that falls in Slicer's way。

Gentlemen has no business here。'



'On the contrary; I mean to come again soon; to thank you all for

being so good to me。'



'Well; when you comes next; you'd better come with him; you know。'



'You mean with Mr。 Falconer?'



'Yes; who else?  But are you able to go now? for the sooner you're

out of this the better。'



'Quite able。  Just give me your arm。'



He offered it kindly。  Taking a grateful farewell of my hostess; I

put my hand in my pocket; but there was nothing there。  Job led me

to the mouth of the court; where a cab; evidently of a sort with the

neighbourhood; was waiting for us。  I got in。  Job was shutting the

door。



'Come along with me; Job;' I said。 'I'm going straight to Mr。

Falconer's。  He will like to see you; especially after your kindness

to me。'



'Well; I don't mind if I do look arter you a little longer; for to

tell the truth;' said Job; as he opened the door; and got in beside

me; 'I don't over and above like the look of thehorse。'



'It's no use trying to rob me over again;' I said; but he gave no

reply。  He only shouted to the cabman to drive to John Street;

telling him the number。



I can scarcely recall anything more till we reached Falconer's

chambers。  Job got out and rang the bell。  Mrs。 Ashton came down。

Her master was not come home。



'Tell Mr。 Falconer;' I said; 'that I'm all right; only I couldn't

make anything of it。'



'Tell him;' growled Job; 'that he's got his head broken; and won't

be out o' bed to…morrow。  That's the way with them fine…bred ones。

They lies a…bed when the likes o' me must go out what they calls

a…custamongering; broken head and all。'



'You shall stay at home for a week if you like; Jobthat is if I've

got enough to give you a week's earnings。  I'm not sure though till

I look; for I'm not a rich man any more than yourself。'



'Rubbish!' said Job as he got in again; 'I was only flummuxing the

old un。  Bless your heart; sir; I wouldn't stay innot for nothink。

Not for a bit of a pat on the crown; nohow。  Home ain't none so

nice a place to go snoozing innohow。  Where do you go to;

gov'nor?'



I told him。  When I got out; and was opening the door; leaning on

his arm; I said I was very glad they hadn't taken my keys。



'Slicer nor Savoury Sam neither's none the better o' you; and I

hopes you're not much the worse for them;' said Job; as he put into

my hands my purse and watch。 'Count it; gov'nor; and see if it's all

right。  Them pusses is mannyfactered express for the convenience o'

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