United States or Nauru ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
By myself I am. They sat till they heard the last tram come in. In a few minutes Emma Houselay entered. 'Come on, my old duck! cried Polly Birkin. 'It is perishing, said Emma, holding her fingers to the fire. 'But I'm afraid to, go home in, the dark, sang Laura Sharp, the tune having got into her mind. 'Who're you going with tonight, John Thomas? asked Muriel Baggaley, coolly.
'Want a bit o' my bread and drippin'? said Muriel Baggaley to him. 'Ay, give us a bit. And he began to eat his piece of bread. 'There's no place like home, girls, he said. They all looked at him as he uttered this piece of impudence. He seemed to be sunning himself in the presence of so many damsels. 'Especially if you're not afraid to go home in the dark, said Laura Sharp. 'Me!
'Shut the door, boy, said Muriel Baggaley. 'On which side of me? said John Thomas. 'Which tha likes, said Polly Birkin. He had come in and closed the door behind him. The girls moved in their circle, to make a place for him near the fire. He took off his great-coat and pushed back his hat. 'Who handles the teapot? he said. Nora Purdy silently poured him out a cup of tea.
Word Of The Day