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Updated: June 4, 2025
Somebody's been saying as these things might get me into trouble. Just you be careful not to mention to people that I used to make these kind of things. 'But why should it get you into trouble? 'Mind what I tell you, and don't ask questions. You're always too ready at talking. His absences of an evening were nothing new, but his manner on returning was such as Pennyloaf had never seen in him.
If Jeck is up to any of his larks, I'll make him remember it. You wait here a minute! He walked at a sharp pace towards the suspected quarter. Scarcely had he gone half a dozen yards, when there came running from the other end of the Passage a girl whom Pennyloaf at once recognised.
'Why ain't you at work? Got the sack? 'I can take a day off if I like, can't I? 'And you'll go 'ome and tell your wife as you've been working. I know what you men are. What 'ud Mrs. Pennyloaf say if she knew you was here with me? You daren't tell her; you daren't! 'I'm not doing any harm as I know of. I shall tell her if I choose, and if I choose I shan't. I don't ask her what I'm to do.
Enough that the fight perforce came to an end. Amid frenzied blasphemy Bob and Jack went their several ways; so did Clem and Pennyloaf. Poor Pennyloaf! Arrived at Shooter's Gardens, and having groped her way blindly up to the black hole which was her wedding-chamber, she just managed to light a candle, then sank down upon the bare floor and wept.
Pennyloaf remarked these things with uneasiness; she had a fear during her lonely evenings for which she could give no reason. Poor slowwitted mortal though she was, a devoted fidelity attached her to her husband, and quickened wonderfully her apprehension in everything that concerned him. 'Miss Snowdon came to-day, Bob, she had said, about a week after his order with regard to Jane.
But he went to work still brooding over Clem's words of the night before. Pennyloaf let the fire go out, locked the elder child into the room for safety against accidents, and set forth for the hospital. It rained heavily, and the wind rendered her umbrella useless.
'I can't stop now. I've got some things to put away, an' it's nearly eight. 'Come round to the Passage to-night. Be there at ten. 'I can't give no promise. There's been such rows at 'ome. You know mother summonsed father this mornin'? 'Yes, I've heard. All right! come if you can; I'll ho there. Pennyloaf hastened on.
Positively, Pennyloaf found herself seated in a first-class carriage; she would have been awe-struck, but that Bob flung himself back on the cushions with such an easy air, and nodded laughingly at her. Among their companions was a youth with a concertina; as soon as the train moved he burst into melody.
When was that girl Jane Snowdon here last? 'Yesterday, Bob. 'I thought as much, Did she give you anything? Ho made this inquiry in rather a shamefaced way. 'No, she didn't. 'Well, I tell you what it is. I'm not going to have her coming about the place, so understand that. When she comes next, you'll just tell her she needn't come again. Pennyloaf looked at him with dismay.
Elated with beer and vanity, he no longer paid the least attention to Pennyloaf's remonstrances; nay, he at length bade her 'hold her bloomin' row! Pennyloaf had a tear in her eye; she looked fiercely at Miss Jollop. The day wore on. For utter weariness Pennyloaf was constrained to beg that they might go into the 'Paliss' and find a shadowed seat.
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