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My trouble's with them Baingletops, and h'I'm a-pursuin' of 'em. H'I've cut 'em out of two 'undred years of rent 'ere. They might better 'ave pide me me waiges hin full." "Oho!" cried Terwilliger; "it's a question of wages, is it? The Bangletops were hard up?" "'Ard up? The Baingletops?" laughed the ghost.
"'E did, hindeed; hand then 'e discharged me without me waiges. Hof course h'I wouldn't sty after that; but h'I says to 'im, 'Hif I don't get me py, h'I'll 'aunt this place from the dy of me death; hand 'e says, ''Aunt awy." "And you have kept your word." "H'I 'ave that! H'I've made it 'ot for 'em, too." "Well, now, look here," said Terwilliger, "I'll tell you what I'll do.
"Hinvaision?" retorted the ghost, snapping her fingers in his face with such effect that his chin dropped until Terwilliger began to fear it might never resume its normal position. "Hinvaision? H'I'd like to know 'oo's the hinvaider. H'I've occupied these 'ere 'alls for hover two 'undred years."
"Pretty 'igh," returned the ghost. "But h'I carn't be a duke, ye know. 'Ow'll I manidge that?" Hankinson explained his wife's scheme to the spectre. "That's helegant," said she. "H'I've loved a butler o' the Bangletops for nigh hon to two 'undred years, but, some'ow or hother, he's kep' shy o' me. This'll fix 'im. But h'I say, Mr.
"Say," said Terwilliger, "haven't you been chumming with an Italian ghost named Shylock over on the other shore?" "Shylock!" said the ghost. "No, h'I've never 'eard the naime. Perhaps 'e's stoppin' at the hother place." "Very likely," said Terwilliger. "He is an eminent saint alongside of you. But I say now, Mrs.
"H'I'm simply the shide of a poor abused cook which is hafter revenge." "Ah!" ejaculated Terwilliger, raising his eyebrows, "this is getting interesting. You're a spook with a grievance, eh? Against me? I've never wronged a ghost that I know of." "No, h'I've no 'ard feelinks against you, sir," answered the ghost. "Hin fact h'I don't know nothink about you.
The shoe trade is a blooming big thing, but the profits aren't big enough to divide with tramp ghosts." "Your tone is very 'aughty, 'Ankinson J. Terwilliger, but it don't haffeck me. H'I don't care 'oo pys the money, an' h'I 'aven't got you into this scripe. You've done that yourself. Hon the other 'and, sir, h'I've showed you 'ow to get out of it."
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