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There, to be sure! they know you belong to her, and they're lying down as contented as anything at your feet. I don't expect, somehow, your sister will die, my loves, although gels as young as she have passed into the Better Land. Oh, dear, I'm making you cry again! It's good corned beef and dumplings you want.

"And that's no bad thing for Tommy," said Jim. "Oo's 'e?" demanded Joe. "Oh that's his sister." "Rum names gals gets nowadays," said Joe, pondering. "Not on'y gels, neither. 'S a chap on top of the 'ill 'as a new baby, an' 'e's called it 'Aig Wipers Jellicoe. 'Course, 'e did go to the war, but 'e ain't got no need ter rub it into the poor kid like that."

The latter abruptly stopped her work, and, resting her hands on the sides of the box, gave Laura one of the dreaded looks over her glasses, looked at her from top to toe, and as though she were only now beginning to see her. There was a pause, a momentary suspension of the breath, which Laura soon learned to expect before a rebuke. "Little gels," said Mrs.

Long Jean bridled again and interjected: "And for why not? Young folks is young folks, and there ain't too many boys for the gels. What with the States and the toll to death, the gels can't be too particular, not casting my flings at Jerry-Jo, either. He's a handsome lad and will get a footing some day. Glenn's girl ain't none too good for him; he'd bring her to her senses.

Sally turned to Muriel Barrett, who worked next to her. "Who's he?" she asked, indicating the stranger. "That's Bertram ... Madame's son. Mr. Merrick, his real name is. But we call him Gaga." "Wodjer call him that for?" asked Sally. "Isn't he right in his head?" "Oo, well one of the gels she's gone now, Mary Smith, made it up. She said he was Mr. Gala, you know.

Nor 'but. Nor 'if. Nary one of those words, if you please. Say, I've got daughters of my own and I can manage gels. I know how. Do you know my nickname? Well say it's 'Pap. Pap Hudson. I'm the adopting kind. Sort of paternal, I guess. Kids and dogs follow me in the streets. You want a recommend? Just call up Mr. Hazeldean on the telephone.

Then a medley of voices "Give him a drop of brandy!" "No, don't you see he's dead drunk a'ready?" "Drunk! not 'im. Do you think he could imitate Mrs. Abel like that if he was drunk?" "Take them gels out o' the barn as quick as you can!" "If she don't stop shriekin' when you get 'er home, throw a bucket o' cold water over her. It's only 'isterics."

Sheila looked up and the tears fell. She brushed them from her cheeks. "A missus?" "Yes'm my wife. And a couple of gels about your age. Well, say, we've got a job for you." Sheila put her hand to her head as though she would stop a whirling sensation there. "You mean you have some work for me in your home?" "You've got it first time. Yes, ma'am. Sure thing. At Millings, finest city in the world.

"We've cleaned up wonderfully, considerin' and it was just the Lord's providence that at Riversford I found a decent butler and footman what had jes' got the sack from Sir Morton Pippitt's and were lookin' for a place temp'ry, preferring London later, so I persuaded both of 'em to come and try service with a lady for once, instead of with a fussy old ancient, who turns red and blue in the face if he's kept waitin' 'arf a second and I picked up with a gel what the footman was engaged to, and that'll keep HIM a fixture, and I found the butler had a hi on a young woman at the public-house 'ere, so that's what you may call an 'hattraction, and then I got two more 'andy gels which was jes' goin' off to see about Mrs.

"I must go and look after my daughter," she said, rising from her comfortable seat with a sigh. "Gels are a nuisance. You've got to keep your eye on them all the time, or you never know what they're up to." Beth stayed where she was, and soon began to feel uncomfortable.