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 Rh But 'ow kin blows be sof'n'd sich as that? Rose took it as 'er sort must take sich things. An' if the jolt uv it 'as knocked me flat, Well, 'oo is there to blame 'er if it brings Black thorts that comes to women when they frets, An' makes 'er tork wild tork an' foolish threats.

An' then there come the letter that wus sent To give the strength uv Ginger's passin' out— A long, straight letter frum a bloke called Trent. 'Tain't no use tellin' wot it's orl about. There's things that's in it I kin see quite clear Ole Ginger Mick ud be ashamed to 'ear.

Things praisin' 'im, that pore ole Mick ud say Wus comin' it too 'ot; fer, spare me days! I well remember that 'e 'ad a way Uv curlin' up when 'e wus slung bokays. An' Trent 'e seems to think that in some way 'E owes Mick somethin' that 'e can't repay.

Well, p'raps 'e does; an' in the note 'e sends 'E arsts if Mick 'as people 'e kin find. Fer Trent's an English toff wiv swanky friends. An' wants to 'elp wot Ginger's left be'ind. 'E sez strange things in this 'ere note 'e sends: "He was a gallant gentleman," it ends.