fo't-night

Updated: May 7, 2025

"But it ain't likely," said the man, who now pushed his hat far back on his head, in the interest of self-possession, "that it's gone wrong. With all these wash-outs and devilments, the last fo't-night, it might a' been travellin' straight and not got the'a, yet. What d'you say was the address?" "Lower Merritt," said Gaites, beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. "Name?" persisted the man.

William Dean Howells - A Pair of Patient Lovers