"No, Sairey Gamp," says she, "you best of
hard-working and industrious creeturs as ever was underpaid at any
price, which underpaid you are, quite diff'rent. Harris had it done
afore marriage at ten and six," she says, "and wore it faithful next his
heart till the colour run, when the money was declined to be give back,
and no arrangement could be come to. But he never said it was a angel's,
Sairey, wotever he might have thought." If Mrs Harris's husband was
here now,' said Mrs Gamp, looking round, and chuckling as she dropped
a general curtsey, 'he'd speak out plain, he would, and his dear wife
would be the last to blame him! For if ever a woman lived as know'd not
wot it was to form a wish to pizon them as had good looks, and had no
reagion give her by the best of husbands, Mrs Harris is that ev'nly
dispogician!'
With these words the worthy woman, who appeared to have dropped in
to take tea as a delicate little attention, rather than to have any
engagement on the premises in an official capacity, crossed to Mr
Chuffey, who was seated in the same corner as of old, and shook him by
the shoulder.
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