Трое в лодке не считая собаки
Chapter 11
Hethoughthewouldlightthefirewhenhegotinside,andmakehimselfsomebreakfast,justtopassawaythetime; buthedidnotseemabletohandleanythingfromascuttlefulofcoalstoateaspoonwithoutdroppingitorfallingoverit,andmakingsuchanoisethathewasinmortalfearthatitwouldwakeMrs.G.up,andthatshewouldthinkitwasburglarsandopenthewindowandcall"Police!" andthenthesetwodetectiveswouldrushinandhandcuffhim,andmarchhimofftothepolice-court.
Hewasinamorbidlynervousstatebythistime,andhepicturedthetrial,andhistryingtoexplainthecircumstancestothejury,andnobodybelievinghim,andhisbeingsentencedtotwentyyears’penalservitude,andhismotherdyingofabrokenheart. Sohegaveuptryingtogetbreakfast,andwrappedhimselfupinhisovercoatandsatintheeasy-chairtillMrs.Gcamedownathalf-pastseven.
Hesaidhehadnevergotuptooearlysincethatmorning: ithadbeensuchawarningtohim.
WehadbeensittinghuddledupinourrugswhileGeorgehadbeentellingmethistruestory,andonhisfinishingitIsettoworktowakeupHarriswithascull. Thethirdproddidit:andheturnedoverontheotherside,andsaidhewouldbedowninaminute,andthathewouldhavehislace-upboots. Wesoonlethimknowwherehewas,however,bytheaidofthehitcher,andhesatupsuddenly,sendingMontmorency,whohadbeensleepingthesleepofthejustrightonthemiddleofhischest,sprawlingacrosstheboat.