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Josh answered not, but his parted lips stretched wide, and his tongue-tip passed quickly over them while he thought.
"It 'll be a fair cop for 'im," Bill pursued, eagerly. "'E 's treated us all pretty mean, one time or other. W'y, I bet 'e owes us fifty quid atween us, wot with all the times 'e 's squeeged us for a bit. It 'll on'y be goin' to bring away our own stuff!"
"G-r-r-r!" Josh growled, glaring fiercely; "it was 'im as put me away for my laggin'! Bleed'n' swine!"
Bill Rann stopped, surprised. "Wot—'im.'" he exclaimed. "Ole Weech narked ye? 'Owjer know that?"
Josh told the tale of his negotiations in the matter of the Mogul's watch, and described Weech's terror at sight of his dash at the shop-door. "I'm on," said Josh in conclusion. "It's one way o' payin' 'im, an' it 'll bring a bit in. On'y 'e better not show 'isself w'ile I'm abaat! 'E wouldn't git auf with a punch on the
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