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'I've got a paytron, and a man in my profession must have a paytron, or where is he? Where's his money for a trial of skill? Say he saves and borrows and finds the lump to clap it down, and he's knocked out o' time. There he is, bankrup', and a devil of a licking into the bargain. That 's the cream of our profession, if a man has got no paytron. No prize-ring can live without one.
'Yes, there he is, don't look at him, Madge said to Gower; 'and whatever he's here for, he has a bad time of it, and rather more than it's pleasant for him to think over, if a slave to a "paytron" thinks at all. I won't judge him; my mistress is bitten with the fear for the child, worse than ever.
Dear Lord! it'd have to be stealing off, for my lady can use a stick; and put it to the choice between my lady and her child and any paytron living, paytron be damned, I'd say, rather'n go against my notions of honour. Have you forgot all our old talk about the prize-ring, the nursery of honour in Old England? 'That was before you sold yourself to a paytron, Kit Ines. 'Ah!
You say leper to me? 'Strut your tallest, Kit Ines. It's the money rattles in your pocket says it. 'It's my reputation for decent treatment of a woman lets you say it, Madge Winch. 'Stick to that as long as your paytron consents. It's the one thing you've got left. 'Benefit, you hussy, and mind you don't pull too stiff. 'Be the woman and have the last word! His tongue was checked.
'And don't you go to be sneering at honest tools, Ines retorted. 'When will women learn a bit of the world before they're made hags of by old Father Wear-and-Tear! A young woman in her prime, you Madge! be such a fool as not see I serve tool to stock our shop. 'Your paytron bid you steal off with my lady's child, Kit Ines, you'd do it to stock your shop. Ines puffed.
She could have laughed at the spectacle of a champion prize-fighter out of employ, hulking idle, because he was dog to a paytron; but her contempt of him declined passing in small change. 'So you're off. What am I to tell my lord when he comes? Kit growled. 'His yacht's fetching for a Welsh seaport. She counted it a piece of information gained, and jumped to her seat, bidding the driver start.
Dear Lord! it'd have to be stealing off, for my lady can use a stick; and put it to the choice between my lady and her child and any paytron living, paytron be damned, I'd say, rather'n go against my notions of honour. Have you forgot all our old talk about the prize-ring, the nursery of honour in Old England? 'That was before you sold yourself to a paytron, Kit Ines. 'Ah!
And behaves like a husband hating his wife's life on earth! Then he went down with good Mr. Woodseer, and called on Sally, pretending to inquire, after she was kidnapped by that Kit Ines acting to please his paytron, he must be shown up to the room where she slept, and stands at the door and peeps in, Sally's letter says, and asks if he may enter the room.
Speaking of my lord's great kindness, her eyes yearned for a second and fell humbly. She said of Kit Ives, 'He's found a new "paytron," Sarah says Mr. Woodseer tells her, my lady.
'You wouldn't have found me talking to you here if I had. 'And here I'm left to defend an empty castle, am I? 'Don't drink or you'll have your paytron on you. He's good use there. 'I ask it, can I see my lady? 'Drunk nor sober you won't. Serve a paytron, be a leper, you'll find, with all honest folk. Ines shook out an execrating leg at the foul word. 'Leper, you say? You say that?
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