"'I want to see this man Finch,' ses 'Arry, shaking 'is knobby stick.
'Muffit, my name is, and I want to tell 'im so.'
"Uncle Dick nearly shook 'imself on to the floor.
"'I--I'll go and see if 'e's in the fo'c'sle,' he ses at last.
"'He ain't there, 'cos I've looked,' ses 'Arry, 'arf shutting 'is eyes and
looking at 'im hard. 'Wot might your name be?'
"'My name's Finch,' ses Uncle Dick, putting out his 'ands to keep him
off; 'but I thought she was a widder. She told me her 'usband died ten
years ago; she's deceived me as well as you. I wouldn't ha' dreamt of
taking any notice of 'er if I'd known. Truth, I wouldn't. I should'nt
ha' dreamt of such a thing.'
"Artful 'Arry played with 'is stick a little, and stood looking at 'im
with a horrible look on 'is face.
"''Ow am I to know you're speaking the truth?' he ses, very slow. 'Eh?
'Ow can you prove it?'
"'If it was the last word I was to speak I'd say the same,' ses Uncle
Dick. 'I tell you, I am as innercent as a new-born babe.'
"'If that's true,' ses 'Arry, 'she's deceived both of us. Now, if I let
you go will you go straight off and bring her 'ere to me?'
"'I will,' ses Uncle Dick, jumping up.
"''Arf a mo,' ses 'Arry, holding up 'is stick very quick. 'One thing is,
if you don't come back, I'll 'ave you another day. I can't make up my
mind wot to do.
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