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Three Men in a Boat / Three Men on the Bummel

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he had been seek<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g to catch, not <strong>the</strong> dog but <strong>the</strong> rema<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g><str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g<br />

pig, <strong>the</strong> <strong>on</strong>e still capable of activity. Corner<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g it at last, he<br />

persuaded it to cease runn<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g round and round <strong>the</strong> room, and<br />

<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>stead to take a sp<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> outside. It shot through <strong>the</strong> door with<br />

<strong>on</strong>e l<strong>on</strong>g wail.<br />

We always desire <strong>the</strong> th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g we have not. One pig, a chicken,<br />

n<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>e people, and a cat, were as noth<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> that dog’s op<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>i<strong>on</strong><br />

compared with <strong>the</strong> quarry that was disappear<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g. Unwisely, he<br />

darted after it, and George closed <strong>the</strong> door up<strong>on</strong> him and shot<br />

<strong>the</strong> bolt.<br />

Then <strong>the</strong> landlord stood up, and surveyed all <strong>the</strong> th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>gs that<br />

were ly<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> floor.<br />

“That’s a playful dog of yours,” said he to <strong>the</strong> man who had<br />

come <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> with <strong>the</strong> brick.<br />

“He is not my dog,” replied <strong>the</strong> man sullenly.<br />

“Whose dog is it <strong>the</strong>n?” said <strong>the</strong> landlord.<br />

“I d<strong>on</strong>’t know whose dog it is,” answered <strong>the</strong> man.<br />

“That w<strong>on</strong>’t do for me, you know,” said <strong>the</strong> landlord, pick<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g<br />

up a picture of <strong>the</strong> German Emperor, and wip<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g beer from it<br />

with his sleeve.<br />

“I know it w<strong>on</strong>’t,” replied <strong>the</strong> man; “I never expected it<br />

would. I’m tired of tell<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g people it isn’t my dog. They n<strong>on</strong>e of<br />

<strong>the</strong>m believe me.”<br />

“What do you want to go about with him for, if he’s not your<br />

dog?” said <strong>the</strong> landlord. “What’s <strong>the</strong> attracti<strong>on</strong> about him?”<br />

“I d<strong>on</strong>’t go about with him,” replied <strong>the</strong> man; “he goes about<br />

with me. He picked me up this morn<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g at ten o’clock, and he<br />

w<strong>on</strong>’t leave me. I thought I had got rid of him when I came <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g><br />

here. I left him busy kill<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g a duck more than a quarter of an<br />

hour away. I’ll have to pay for that, I expect, <strong>on</strong> my way back.”<br />

“Have you tried throw<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g st<strong>on</strong>es at him?” asked Harris.<br />

“Have I tried throw<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g st<strong>on</strong>es at him!” replied <strong>the</strong> man,<br />

c<strong>on</strong>temptuously. “I’ve been throw<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g st<strong>on</strong>es at him till my<br />

arm aches with throw<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g st<strong>on</strong>es; and he th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>ks it’s a game, and<br />

br<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>gs <strong>the</strong>m back to me. I’ve been carry<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g this beastly brick<br />

about with me for over an hour, <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g> <strong>the</strong> hope of be<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g able to

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