But brothers
we are, and you'll see a brother through. Let's put it at that.
You'll see me through in yer own way. I leaves it all to you."
His tone was rich with conciliation and concession; he bent over
and tore a pair of button boots from his bare feet, which he
stretched towards the fire, painfully uncurling his toes.
"I hope you take a larger size than them," said he. "I'd have
had a see if you'd given me time. I wasn't in long afore you."
"And you won't tell me how you got in?"
"Wot's the use? I can't teach YOU nothin'. Besides, I want out.
I want out of London, an' England, an' bloomin' Europe too.
That's all I want of you, mister. I don't arst how YOU go on the
job. You know w'ere I come from, 'cos I 'eard you say; you know
w'ere I want to 'ead for, 'cos I've just told yer; the details I
leaves entirely to you."
"Well," said Raffles, "we must see what can be done."
"We must," said Mr. Crawshay, and leaned back comfortably, and
began twirling his stubby thumbs.
Raffles turned to me with a twinkle in his eye; but his forehead
was scored with thought, and resolve mingled with resignation in
the lines of his mouth. And he spoke exactly as though he and I
were alone in the room.
"You seize the situation, Bunny? If our friend here is 'copped,'
to speak his language, he means to 'blow the gaff' on you and me.
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