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After you were gone the other evening, Mithith Farquhar wath telling him the general opinion about them in the neighbourhood, and he got quite red and angry. Bleth your thoul, he believth the whole thtory about her Polish huthband and hith wonderful ethcapeth; and ath for her why, he thinkth her perfection, a woman of motht refined fellingth, and no end of thtuff. Mr. Ely smiled.
I was transported with joy and fright; I almost wished I might sink into the floor, but just then down the stair came the Judge with John behind him, and little Joy perched on his shoulder. I think the others were as grateful as I for the interruption. "Put me down! Put me down!" screamed Joy as she saw me sprinkled with sleet. "Mamma, ith that Mithith Thanta Clauth?"
'Ow do I know watth happenin' to Mithith Thkinner, Thir! Thereth the creeper growing all over the plathe like a thnake, Thir thwelp me but you 'ave to watch it, Thir, and jump out of itth way! and the earwigth gettin' bigger and bigger, and the waptheth . She 'athen't even got a Blue Bag, Thir if anything thould happen, Thir!" "But the hens," said Mr. Bensington; "how are the hens?"
Mithith Farquhar ith very fond of Mithith Barton, and ith quite dithtrethed that she should athothiate with thuch a woman, tho she attacked him on the thubject purpothly. But I tell her it'th of no uthe, with a pig-headed fellow like him. Barton'th well-meaning enough, but tho contheited. I've left off giving him my advithe. Mr.
Skinner was hailed by a lime-burner from the pits over by Hankey and asked if he was looking for his hens. "You ain't 'eard anything of Mithith Thkinner?" he asked. The lime-burner his exact phrases need not concern us expressed his superior interest in hens....
"And you haven't got a solitary measurement of all these beautiful growth curves!" said Redwood. "I been too upthet, Thir," said Mr. Skinner. "If you knew what we been through me and the mithith! All thith latht month. We 'aven't known what to make of it, Thir. What with the henth gettin' tho rank, and the earwigth, and the canary creeper. I dunno if I told you, Thir the canary creeper ..."
"Itth management," said Mr. Skinner modestly. Mr. Bensington turned his glasses on him suddenly. "We got 'em almoth ath big at the other plathe," said Mr. Skinner, with his better eye piously uplifted and letting himself go a little; "me and the mithith." Mr. Bensington made his usual general inspection of the premises, but he speedily returned to the new run.
"You 'aven't 'eard anything about Mithith Thkinner, 'ave you?" he asked in a pause. "That we 'aven't!" said Mr. Witherspoon. "We 'aven't thought of 'er. We ain't thought nothing of either of you." "Ain't you been 'ome to-day?" asked Fulcher over a tankard. "If one of those brasted birds 'ave pecked 'er," began Mr. Witherspoons and left the full horror to their unaided imaginations....
It ithn't on'y the waptheth, Thir thereth big earwigth, Thir big ath that, Thir." And the thtinging nettleth by the runth, Thir, they're growing, Thir, and the canary creeper, Thir, what we thowed near the think, Thir it put itth tendril through the window in the night, Thir, and very nearly caught Mithith Thkinner by the legth, Thir. Itth that food of yourth, Thir.
"We 'aven't 'ad much time to think of waptheth," said the station-master agreeably. "We've been too busy with your brasted 'ens," and he broke the news of the pullets to Mr. Skinner as one might break the window of an adverse politician. "You ain't 'eard anything of Mithith Thkinner?" asked Skinner, amidst that missile shower of pithy information and comment.
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