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'Oh, no, mum, you don't rightly understand me, the landlady replied, getting very red, and muddling up her aspirates more decidedly than ever, as people with her failing always do when they want to be specially deliberate and emphatic: 'not Halice, but 'Alliss; haitch, hay, hell, hell, hi, double hess 'Alliss: my full name's Martha 'Alliss, mum; my 'usband's John 'Alliss.
"Your eyes bein' 'ollow," said the sympathising cricket, "it is nat'ral as it's want of air, which my 'usband's uncle, being a druggist, an' well-to-do, in Collingwood, ses as 'ow a want of ox-eye-gent, being a French name, as 'e called the atmispeare, were fearful for pullin' people down, an' makin' 'em go off their food, which you hardly eats anythin', an' not bein' a butterfly it's expected as your appetite would be larger."
The pieces must 'ave flew more 'n common from the tea set, cause 'er 'usband's 'ed was laid open somethink frightful and they'd 'ad in the doctor to take a seam in it. From that time on I never 'eard of no more cups bein' dropped and 'er face looked quite human and peaceful like w'en 'e died. God rest 'is soul, 'e ain't a-breakin' no tea sets now by accident nor a-purpose neither.
You poke me in the ribs like that agin if you dare." "Her fust 'usband's alive," ses Alf, smiling at 'im. "Wot?" ses his uncle. "He floated away on a bit o' wreckage," ses Alf, nodding at 'im, "just like they do in books, and was picked up more dead than alive and took to Melbourne. He's now living up-country working on a sheep station." "Who's dreaming now?" ses his uncle.
'But what is it? What has happened? Jane felt her energies revive at this appeal for help. It was the best thing that could have befallen, now that she was wearily despondent after yesterday's suffering. 'Her 'usband's dead, Miss. 'Dead? 'But that ain't the worst of it. He was took by the perlice last night, which they wanted him for makin' bad money.
Well, she was very kind to him, bless her for that." Mr. Samuel had gone out to meet his Pa. Mrs. Huxter said that the old gentleman was to arrive that day at the Somerset Coffee-house, in the Strand; and Fanny confessed that she was in a sad tremor about the meeting. "If his parent casts him off, what are we to do?" she said. "I shall never pardon myself for bringing ruing on my 'usband's 'ead.
He was 'ere to-day; we've only just buried my 'usband's mother. That's why I ain't quite myself see? Mrs. Peckover was not wont to be gossippy. She became so at present, partly in consequence of the stimulants she had taken to support her through a trying ceremony, partly as a means of obtaining time to reflect. Jane's unlucky illness made an especial difficulty in her calculations.
There's Mr. and Mrs. Kimber. Kimber, 'e's my 'usband's cousing." Nanny paused. "What about him?" "Well, 'tis this way. They're doin' for Miss Anne, livin' in the house with her. Kimber, 'e sees to the garden and Mrs. Kimber she cooks and that. And Kimber that's my 'usband's cousin 'e was gardener at the vicarage. And now 'e's lost his job along of Master Colin and Miss Anne." "What do you mean?"
"My word!" exclaimed Jinny angrily, "ye might as well keep a civil tongue i' your 'ead. I don't want none o' your cockles, as it jest falls out my 'usband's gone to get me some." "Your 'usband," repeated the girl, clapping her hands together in what Jinny thought a very odd and uncalled-for way. "Your 'usband!"
Why, he'd often sit in his chair outside that door, smokin' his pipe and watchin' 'em for hours together. "One day there was a great man came down to give a lecture on the stars in C , and a gentleman as knowed my 'usband's tastes paid his fare and gave 'im a ticket for the lecture. When he came 'ome he was that excited I thought he'd go out o' his mind.
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