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Updated: June 8, 2025
"I tell 'im I 'ave a leetle nothing at all, and that I am going 'ome next week to my dear 'usband. I think that make 'im laugh ver' much. 'E is ver' bored, that young man. 'E say if I 'ave supper with 'im, the first night 'e come out 'e won't 'ow you say? grouse so much. I say my 'usband ver' jealous, but that I fix it some'ow. 'E like that. Promise you won't tell?" They promised.
He 'ad to speak about it 'imself at last, and he told 'em plain that when 'e wanted arf-a-dozen sore-eyed children to be brought down in their night-gowns to kiss 'im while he was eating sausages, he'd say so. Arter that Mrs. Walker was afraid that 'e might object when her and her 'usband gave up their bedroom to 'im; but he didn't.
And then he'd sometimes sit up wi' him half the night tryin' to get him to sleep, rubbin' his back and his head. And the things my 'usband used to tell me about his sufferin's oh, sir, it were somethin' awful!... Once my 'usband asked him if he'd let him tell the doctor, and Shepherd Toller a'most went out o' his mind with fright.
When she came round to me she'd only smile and touch me playful under the chin; and that made the sixpenny seats say, ''Ow womanly! or, 'Only think! able to ride like that and so fond of children! Matter of fact, she 'ad none; and her 'usband, Mike O'Halloran, used to beat her for it sometimes, when he'd had a drop of What-killed-Aunty. He was an Irishman."
Because, if so, there's five gallopin' 'orses down at the wharf waitin' to be taken over to Henley-in-Arden." "Oh?" said the woman. "My 'usband left word Gustavus was to fetch 'em along if they arrived. But who sent you with the message?" "I've a friend in Gavel's business," Tilda answered with dignity.
I got to know about it through knowing the servant that lived there. A nice, quiet gal she was, and there wasn't much went on that she didn't hear. I've known 'er to cry for hours with the ear-ache, pore gal. Not caring much for 'er 'usband, and being spoiled by 'im into the bargain, Mrs. Dixon soon began to lead 'im a terrible life.
Marcella went out into the passage. "I'm her mother, miss! I 'eered you were 'ere, an' I follered yer. Oh! such a business as we 'ad, 'er 'usband an' me, a gettin' of 'er 'ome last night. There's a neighbour come to me, an' she says: 'Mrs.
"Wot about the other, and her 'usband, a cooper as big as a 'ouse?" "Well, well," he ses, "one can't think of everything. It'll be all the same a hundred years hence." "Look 'ere," I ses, taking 'is shoulder in a grip of iron. "You come back with me now in that cab and explain. D'ye see? That's wot you've got to do." "All right," he ses; "certainly. Is is the husband bad-tempered?"
"Your lovin' 'usband wot's in Ameriky a-making a snug little 'ome for you." Mavis was, for the moment, vanquished by the adroitness of Mrs Gowler's thrust. "I'm not well enough to quarrel. Please to show me my room." "That's better.
"Wot is it?" ses the skipper, shutting the wicket behind 'em. "A beanfeast?" "This lady wants her 'usband," ses the pot-man, pointing at me. "He run away from her nine years ago, and now he says he 'as never seen 'er before. He ought to be 'ung." "Bill," ses the skipper, shaking his silly 'ead at me. "I can 'ardly believe it." "It's all a pack o' silly lies," I ses, firing up.
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