chater even what haened at the frnt dr (第13/16页)
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That she as，guv’nor，”said one of the crowd．“And as lovely a black eye as I’d wish to see．Beautiful bit of work that must’ave been．Gor ！ ain’t she strong then ！”
“You ought to put a nice raw beefsteak on it，Mister，that’s what it wants，”said a butcher’s boy．
“Now then，”said the most important of the policemen，“what’s all this ere ？”
“I tell you she-”began the fat man，when someone else called out：
“Don’t let the old cove in the cab get away．‘E put ’er up to it．”
The old gentleman，who was certainly Uncle Andrew，had just succeeded in standing up and was rubbing his bruises．“Now then，”said the policeman，turning to him，“What’s all this ？”
“Womfle-pomfy-shomf，”came Uncle Andrew’s voice from inside the hat．
“None of that now，”said the policeman sternly．“You’ll find this is no laughing matter．Take that，at off，see ？”
This was more easily said than done．But after Uncle Andrew had struggled in vain with the hat for some time，two other policeme
