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'Deet to goodness, and you do look very poorly, Netta, fach! said that worthy, 'Howel was telling me to see you, and to be giving you this note. Give you another to Shanno before I will be going away, and I will give it to my Howel. Annwyl! you shall be seeing my Howel, now; how he do look a horseback. Beauty seure! he do say you will have a horse, too.
'I must be telling you now, Mrs Jones, ma'am, continues Mrs Jenkins, 'that I am not forgetting all your kindness to me up in London, when every one else was turning away. Ach a fi! and they 'joying themselves at Abertewey. Mrs Jones presses Mrs Griffey's arm, and whispers 'hush! 'To be seure! I was forgetting.
Gladys led the way to Mrs Prothero's room, and Mrs Jenkins and Owen followed. 'I'm sorry to see you so poorly, cousin, said Mrs Jenkins, approaching the bed on which Mrs Prothero lay, looking flushed and excited. 'What did you expect, 'Lizabeth Jenkins? when you have carried off my daughter my child my Netta! And caused misery in our house never to be mended. 'Well, seure!
No, not I. Let 'em go to sea, or where they will; but don't tell anybody anything about 'em. Let people think what they will; I only wish I was at the world's end. But it's all your fault. Do you remember that morning when you bothered me into letting the girl stay? Fine things have come of it, seure enough. 'But we don't know that they're together.
There for you! that man 'll upset us, seure he will. 'Here we are, mother, interrupted Howel, as the cab stopped in Half Moon Street. 'Now, you must remember that the landlady is not to be in all our secrets. 'Seure, and this isn't half as grand as Pic what's that long name, Howel?
He appears, however to revive, and is distinct enough in his enunciation of the following words, though very slow. 'My son Howel is come back, Mr Rowland, and do promise to be study. 'I am very glad to hear it; it must be a great comfort to you, 'But I am not seure of him. He will be spending my money that I have been takking such pains to make. 'I hope he may do good with it, Uncle Griff.
She gave all the bread to the dog, and my master, who is fond of dogs, told me to give 'em both a good supper. Poor dear! she couldn't help crying; and my master, who is tender-hearted when he sees a girl do be crying, tell me to give her and the dog a good supper and a bed in the barn, which I did, is seure.
I do hear my son Howels cry, "Silence!" and they do be playing "Ap Shenkin." Not so bad that for Wales, Mrs Rice Rice. My son Howels do sing beautiful himself, and do play Hush! look you at him. He don't like tolking in the music. He, he, he, sir! you do make me laugh. To be seure I don't mean to be marrying again, though men are so much for money.
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