tha'chu

Updated: May 17, 2025

When I returned, my uncle had in some remarkable way become larger and central. "Tha'chu, George?" he cried, when the shop-door bell sounded. "Come right through"; and I found him, as it were, in the chairman's place before the draped grate. The three of them regarded me. "We have been talking of making you a chemist, George," said my uncle. My mother looked at me.

H. G. (Herbert George) Wells - Tono Bungay