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'You ain't been in the City, I suppose, sir, since we was all three there together, said Mrs Gamp, 'at Mr Chuzzlewit's? 'Yes, I have, Sairah. I was there last night. 'Last night! cried the barber. 'Yes, Poll, reether so. You can call it this morning, if you like to be particular. He dined with us. 'Who does that young Limb mean by "hus?" said Mrs Gamp, with most impatient emphasis.
'Me and my Governor, Sairah. He dined at our house. We wos very merry, Sairah.
Feeling for her unfortunate situation, in having conceived a regard for himself which it was not in the nature of things that he could return, Mr Bailey hastened to soothe her with words of kindness. 'Hallo! he said, 'Sairah! I needn't ask you how you've been this long time, for you're in full bloom. All a-blowin and a-growin; ain't she, Polly?
It was the nearest possible approach to a very decided difference of opinion between these ladies; but Mrs Prig's impatience for the meal being greater at the moment than her impatience of contradiction, she replied, for the present, 'Nobody, if you don't, Sairah, and prepared herself for tea. For a quarrel can be taken up at any time, but a limited quantity of salmon cannot.
'Why, you look smarter by day, said Poll, 'than you do by candle-light. I never see such a tight young dasher. 'Reether so, Polly. How's our fair friend, Sairah? 'Oh, she's pretty well, said Poll. 'She's at home. 'There's the remains of a fine woman about Sairah, Poll, observed Mr Bailey, with genteel indifference. 'Oh! thought Poll, 'he's old. He must be very old!
'And wot if they are! said Mrs Gamp 'Nothing if they are, said Mrs Prig. 'But don't deny it, Sairah. 'Who deniges of it? Mrs Gamp inquired. Mrs Prig returned no answer. 'WHO deniges of it, Betsey? Mrs Gamp inquired again. Then Mrs Gamp, by reversing the question, imparted a deeper and more awful character of solemnity to the same. 'Betsey, who deniges of it?
The temper of both parties was improved, for the time being, by the enjoyments of the table. 'Betsey, said Mrs Gamp, filling her own glass and passing the teapot, 'I will now propoge a toast. My frequent pardner, Betsey Prig! 'Which, altering the name to Sairah Gamp; I drink, said Mrs Prig, 'with love and tenderness.
From this moment symptoms of inflammation began to lurk in the nose of each lady; and perhaps, notwithstanding all appearances to the contrary, in the temper also. 'Now, Sairah, said Mrs Prig, 'joining business with pleasure, wot is this case in which you wants me? Mrs Gamp betraying in her face some intention of returning an evasive answer, Betsey added: 'IS it Mrs Harris?
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