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"Straight or not, you won't get no change over this counter, so there you've the straight tip. Now sling yer 'ook, Slimy, an' get it somewhere else." "If you've any accusion to make " "Hold yer noise! What's he ordered, Liz?" "Pot o' old six," answered the girl. "Got sixpence, Slimy?" "No, I ain't, Mrs. Sprowl," muttered the creature. "I've got arf a suvrin." "Then go an' get change for it.
Next time I catch you tryin' to ring the changes, I'll have you run in, and then you'll get a warm bath, which you wouldn't partic'lar care for." The creature spoke, in hoarse, jumbled words, not easy to catch unless you listened closely. "If you've any accusion to make agin me, Mrs. Sprowl, p'r'aps you'll wait till you can prove it. I want change for arf a suvrin: ain't that straight, now?"
"I told missus that I must; I told her she couldn't get another girl before Monday, if then, and if she didn't let me I wouldn't buy a new dress and a pair of boots with her sovereign it isn't suvrin, is it, sir?" "No," murmured Lancelot, smiling in spite of himself. "With her sovereign. And I said I would be all dirty on Monday." "But what can you get for a sovereign?" he asked irrelevantly.
Here's a suvrin, says I, 'out of my 'ard-earned savin's and get a pair o' boots, too: you can git a sweet pair for 2s. 11d. at Rackstraw's afore the sale closes, and with that I shoves the suvrin into 'er hand instead o' the scrubbin' brush, and what does she do?
Why, busts out a-cryin' and sits on the damp stones, and sobs, and sulks, and stares at the suvrin in her hand as if I'd told her of a funeral instead of a fortune!" concluded Mrs. Leadbatter, alliteratively. "But you did her brother's death," said Lancelot. "That's what she's crying about." Mrs.
Well, would you believe it, he went past without takin' no notice of me whatsumdever." "How very impolite," said Susan, "and what did you do?" "Do," cried Gillie, drawing himself up, "why, I cocked my nose in the air and walked on without disdainin' to say another word treated 'im with suvrin contempt. But enough of him an' more than enough.
"I told missus that I must; I told her she couldn't get another girl before Monday, if then, and if she didn't let me I wouldn't buy a new dress and a pair of boots with her sovereign it isn't suvrin, is it, sir?" "No," murmured Lancelot, smiling in spite of himself. "With her sovereign. And I said I would be all dirty on Monday." "But what can you get for a sovereign?" he asked irrelevantly.
Here's a suvrin, says I, 'out of my 'ard-earned savin's and get a pair o' boots, too; you can git a sweet pair for 2s. 11d. at Rackstraw's afore the sale closes, and with that I shoves the suvrin into 'er hand instead o' the scrubbin' brush, and what does she do?
Why, busts out a-cryin', and sits on the damp stones, and sobs, and sulks, and stares at the suvrin in her hand as if I'd told her of a funeral instead of a fortune!" concluded Mrs. Leadbatter alliteratively. "But you did her brother's death," said Lancelot. "That's what she's crying about." Mrs.
It was highly important that he should serve the Suvrin People in some Capacity involving Compensation. It was fairly important to him and it was vitally important to a certain Woman of gambling Disposition, who operated a Boarding-House. Sylvester was the type of Lawyer intensely admired but seldom employed, save by Criminals entirely bereft of Means.
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