Open the
gate."
I gave him a look that might ha' melted a 'art of stone, and all it done
to 'im was to make 'im laugh.
"Hurry up," he ses. "It a'most seems to me that there's somebody ringing
the bell, and you can let them in same time as you let us out. Is it the
bell, or is it my fancy, Joe?" he ses, turning to the mate.
They marched on in front of me with their noses cocked in the air, and
all the time the noise at the gate got worse and worse. So far as I
could make out, there was quite a crowd outside, and I stood there with
the key in the lock, trembling all over. Then I unlocked it very
careful, and put my hand on the skipper's arm.
"Nip out quick," I ses, in a whisper.
"I'm in no hurry," ses the skipper. "Here! Halloa, wot's up?"
It was like opening the door at a theatre, and the fust one through was
that woman, shoved behind by the potman. Arter 'im came a car-man, two
big 'ulking brewers' draymen, a little scrap of a woman with 'er bonnet
cocked over one eye, and a couple of dirty little boys.
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