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to be the first to go, it looked as if he had soon had enough of the party. 'Give me my 'at,' he says.

      "I knew which was his 'at, though it 'adn't got no number. I had good reason to. So I routed it out from under a 'eap of others. He looks at it, and then he looks at me.

      "'That's not my 'at,' he says.

      "'Excuse me, sir,' I says, 'it is your 'at-leastways, it's the one as you gave to me.'

      "He looks at the 'at again, and then again he looks at me, and all of a sudden he went quite red in the face.

      "'Mine was a new 'at!'

      "'Yes, sir,' I says; 'so I thought, sir, when you gave it me. It didn't look as though it 'adn't never been worn. If you try this 'at on, sir, you will find, sir, as it's yours.'

      "Then he takes the 'at out of my 'and, lookin' at me once more, searchin' like, and he turns it round and round, and he squints inside of it.

      "'As I'm alive,' he says, 'I do believe it's mine!'

      "I says,' I'm sure, sir, as how it is. I noticed it most particular.'

      "'But, good 'evins!' he says, 'whatever 'ave you been a-doing to it?'

      "'I've only been a-squashin' of it, sir,' I says.

      "'Only been a-squashin' of it!' he says, and he gives a kind of gasp. 'Are you drunk, man?'

      "'No, sir,' I says, 'and that I'm not. I haven't had so much as 'alf a pint since I've been inside this 'ouse!' Which I 'adn't, and my throat was gettin' regular parched.

      "He did flare out!

      "'Then if you're not drunk, man,' he says, 'what the devil do you mean by tellin' me that you've only been a-squashin' of a brand new 'at?' He gives another squint inside of it. ''Ang me if it doesn't look as if he'd been a-sitting down upon the thing!'

      "'I had to,' I says, 'to make it stay down flat.'

      "I thought he would have had a fit.

      "'My God!' he says,' what sort of a place is it that I've got into?' Then he uses language what I'd always been taught was most unbecomin' to anyone what called 'imself a gentleman. 'You damned scoundrel, you!' he says. 'If you was my servant I'd have you sent to gaol for this! I might have expected that something would come of ever entering such a dog-'ole of a 'ouse! Take the 'at, you 'ound, and be damned to you!'

      "And if he didn't throw his own 'at into my face with such violence as not only to break the skin right off my nose, where it 'appened to 'it me, but as to make me feel for the moment as if I had gone silly. When I come to myself, as it were, if he hadn't gone right into the street, for all I knew, and left his 'at behind him. As I was thinkin' what I ought to do-for I ain't accustomed to havin' 'igh 'ats chucked in my face as if they were brickbats, not even at a party-three other gents came 'astening up-young ones, they was.

      "''Ats, waiter!' they says. 'We're in a 'urry'-which I could see they was.

      "'What is your numbers, gentlemen?' I says.

      "'You never give us none,' says they.

      "'In that case, gentlemen,' I says, 'I shall have to ask you for to be so good as to choose your own 'ats.'

      "So I takes up in both my 'ands a 'eap of squashed 'igh 'ats and I 'olds 'em out to 'em. You should have seen their faces! First they looks at me, and then they looks at each other. Then one of them gives a sort of grin.

      "'Ain't you made some sort of mistake?' he says.

      "'As 'ow?' I says.

      "'Ours was 'igh 'ats,' he says.

      "'Well, and ain't these 'igh 'ats?' I says.

      "Then again they looks at me, and again they looks at each other; and another one, he speaks-a short, puffy young fellow he was, with curly 'air.

      "'They looks to me as if they was low 'ats,' he says; 'uncommon low-I never saw none look lower.'

      "All three laughs. What at was more than I could say. I didn't know what to make of 'em. There was they a-starin' at me, and there was I a-starin' at them, with both my arms 'eaped up with them there 'ats. Then the third one, he has a go-a stylish-lookin' chap. He was very 'an'some, like you sees in the barbers' shops.

      "'Waiter,' he says, 'are you a-'avin' a game with us?'

      "'A game, sir?' I says. 'Beggin' your pardon, sir, I'm not 'avin' no game with no one. Do I look as if I was?'

      "Which I didn't feel it, I can tell you that.

      "'Well,' he says, 'I asks you for my 'at, and you offers me my choice of them leavings from a rag-and-bone shop; so, if you ain't a-'avin' a game with me, I don't know what you are a-'avin'.'

      "'Come, waiter!' says the one as had spoken first; 'didn't we tell you as 'ow we was in a 'urry? Let us 'ave our 'ats. Don't keep on playing the fool with us!'

      "'You must excuse me, gentlemen,' I says, speaking a trifle warmish-because, as you'll understand, I was beginning to feel a little badgered like; 'if anyone's a-playin' the fool it seems to me-asking of your leave-as it's you as is playin' the fool with me!'

      "'Us as is playin' the fool with you?' they says, all together, as it might be.

      "'Eggsactly,' I says. 'That is what I says,' I says, 'and that is what I means,' I says. 'First, you asks me for to give you your 'ats; and then, when I offers you some 'ats for you to take what is your own, you starts a-larfin'. If, as you says, you're in a 'urry, perhaps you'll step inside and cast your eyes around, and point out which is your 'ats. You can take which ones you please for all I care; I'm sure you're very welcome.'

      "With that they stepped in. When they was in, and I was in, there wasn't much room left for anything but breathin', and 'ardly room enough for that.

      "'Where is the 'igh 'ats?' says the stylish-lookin' feller.

      "'Where is your eyes?' I says. 'Ain't they all over the place? Why, you're a-steppin' on one now!'

      "You should have seen the 'op he gave!

      "'These 'ats,' he says, 'from what I can see of 'em-which isn't much-looks to me as if they had all been squashed.'

      "'Of course they has!' I says. ''Ow do you suppose I was a-goin' to find room for them if they wasn't? This ain't the Halbit 'All, and yet it ain't the Crystal Pallis!'

      "Then they looks at each other again; and, from the way in which they done it, I felt as 'ow there was something which wasn't altogether what it ought to be. So I goes on-

      "'If them 'ats hasn't been squashed eggsactly as they ought to have been squashed, that ain't my fault,' I says. 'You ought to have squashed them for yourselves, as the other gents done. I don't know nothing about the squashin' of 'igh 'ats, and I never laid myself out as knowin' nothing. I just put them against my chest and I gives 'em a shove, and then I sits on 'em to make 'em lay down flat. That's all I done!'

      "While I was speakin' I could see them there young gents' mouths was gettin' wider and wider open, and when I stopped they burst out larfin' fit to split. What there was to larf at was more than I could see. All I knew was, that I wished I 'adn't never come. They staggered out into the 'all, and the curly-'eaded one, he cries out:

      "'Oh, Sheepshanks, do come 'ere!' Then a cove comes up, as I found out afterwards was the bloke as was a-givin' the party. 'Oh, Sheepshanks!' says this young feller; 'if he ain't squashed them just eggsactly as they ought to have been squashed, don't you blame him. He never laid himself out as knowin' nothing about the squashin' of 'igh 'ats, but he's done his best-he's sat down upon them to make them lie down flat! Oh, Lord! Someone put a piece of ice down my back, afore I die!'

      "This 'ere curly-'eaded young feller kep' on larfin' so I thought he would have bust. Mr. Sheepshanks, he comes up to me, lookin' a bit pinky. 'What's the matter? What's the meanin' of this?' he says.

      "'Oh!' says the curly-'eaded young feller, still a-bustin' of 'isself a-larfin'; 'nothing! That waiter of yours has only been a-squashin' the 'igh 'ats-every man-jack of 'em. For goodness sake ask him about them-don't ask me! My gracious! why don't someone bring that piece of ice?'

      "Mr. Sheepshanks, he came into the little

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