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 'spectable married woman for the keep of that there byby a cheque as she can't get no money for? Eh? Tell me that? A bloomin' shame, I calls it; but you just fork out that thirty pounds as you howe me, or I'll 'ave the law of you," said good Mrs. Brown, loudly but indistinctly.

Prudence was miserably conscious that two or three heads were peering over the balustrade from the landing above.

"Will you come in here, please," she said as firmly as she could, "and tell me exactly what is the matter?"

"The matter?" queried Mrs. Brown, as she lurched against her. "Matter enough! What did you go for to send me a cheque at all, wen I told you I wouldn't 'ave no cheques?"

By this Prudence had got her into the morning room, deserted, for a wonder, and closed the door.

"Now," she said tremblingly, "what is all this about, and what do you mean by coming here and making such a noise? I am sorry I sent you a cheque, but I quite forgot you told me not to, and it is all right; there is nothing wrong with it."

"Nothin' wrong! Wy wot d' you take me