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Crompton, Richmal, 1890-1969

"More William"


His torturer dropped ded and lifless at his feet._
_"'Ho!' cried Dick Savage, throwing back his head, proud and defiant
again, 'So dies any of you wot insults my proud manhood. I will meet
my teeth in your throtes.'_
_"For a minit they stood trembling, then one, bolder than the rest,
lept forward and tide Dick Savage's hands with rope behind his back.
Another took from his pockets bottles of beer and tobacco in large
quantities._
_"'Ho!' they cried exulting. 'Ho! Dick Savage the smugler caught at
last!'_
_"Dick Savage gave one proud and defiant laugh, and, bringing his tide
hands over his hed he bit the rope with one mighty bite._
_"'Ho! ho!' he cried, throwing back his proud hed, 'Ho, ho! You dirty
dogs!'_
_"Then, draining to the dregs a large bottle of poison he had
concealed in his busum he fell ded and lifless at there feet.'"_
* * * * *
There was a timid knock at the door and William, scowling impatiently,
rose to open it.
"What d'you want?" he said curtly.
A little voice answered from the dusk.
"It's me--Peggy. I've come to see how you are, William. They don't
know I've come. I was awful sick after that seaweed this morning,
William."
William looked at her with a superior frown.
"Go away," he said, "I'm busy."
"What you doing?" she said, poking her little curly head into the
doorway.
"I'm writin' a tale."
She clasped her hands.


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