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Updated: May 19, 2025
"Vot should I do vith it? I've had enuff of the 'sponsibility. Put it up in a 'ankerchiff, and p'r'aps ven master gets married, and 'as a babby vots teethin', he vil say, 'Thank ye, Beck, for your curril. Vould not that make us proud, mammy?"
"And why not, my good woman?" "Lor' love you, marm, if that curril could speak, who knows vot it might say, eh, lad, who knows? You sees, marm, my good man had not a long been dead; I could not a get no vork no vays. 'Becky Carruthers, says I, 'you must go out in the streets a begging! I niver thought I should a come to that.
Mechanically, however, when the hour arrived to return to his day's task, he stole down the stairs, and lo, at the very door of the house Bill's children were at play, and in the hand of the eldest he recognized what he called his "curril." "Your curril!" interrupted St. John. "Yes, curril, vot the little 'uns bite afore they gets their teethin'." St.
"And why not, my good woman?" "Lor' love you, marm, if that curril could speak, who knows vot it might say, eh, lad, who knows? You sees, marm, my good man had not a long been dead; I could not a get no vork no vays. 'Becky Carruthers, says I, 'you must go out in the streets a begging! I niver thought I should a come to that.
"Sartin sure," answered Becky; "it is only ven vun is down in the vorld that vun goes to the Ticker-shop. Now, h-indeed," and she looked round very proudly, "I 'as a 'spectable stashion, and I vould n't go for to lower it, and let 'em say that Becky Carruthers does not know how to conduct herself. The curril will be safe enuff now; but p'r'aps you had best take it yourself, lad."
"Sartin sure," answered Becky; "it is only ven vun is down in the vorld that vun goes to the Ticker-shop. Now, h-indeed," and she looked round very proudly, "I 'as a 'spectable stashion, and I vould n't go for to lower it, and let 'em say that Becky Carruthers does not know how to conduct herself. The curril will be safe enuff now; but p'r'aps you had best take it yourself, lad."
Mechanically, however, when the hour arrived to return to his day's task, he stole down the stairs, and lo, at the very door of the house Bill's children were at play, and in the hand of the eldest he recognized what he called his "curril." "Your curril!" interrupted St. John. "Yes, curril, vot the little 'uns bite afore they gets their teethin'." St.
"Vot should I do vith it? I've had enuff of the 'sponsibility. Put it up in a 'ankerchiff, and p'r'aps ven master gets married, and 'as a babby vots teethin', he vil say, 'Thank ye, Beck, for your curril. Vould not that make us proud, mammy?"
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