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 B. Where there is smoke there must be some fire.

Enough! Believe what you will. The slander will work however slight the basis for it. I saw this afternoon the effect of it on some of my most intimate friends, though they did not speak of it. Oh! what a comfort it is to come home to a sympathetic friend instead of wasting one’s nervous tissues on innuendoes and covert sneers.

Madame is served.

At it again. Well, I don’t want to be a fine lady if that’s the kind of life I’d have to lead. It is bad enough to have a drunken husband, but to have him always finding fault to boot! No, I never want to be like Missus. But she is a kind one, although the most wretchedest woman ever was.

Oh! Maggie, dear, I’m glad to see you alone for a minute. That ugly-mugged Richards, thinks because he can drive horses, he can drive me away. But I’ll show him he can’t, eh, Maggie ! You’ll not let him be sparking you, dear, for * * *

. B. Heh! What, Thomas! Come, none of that. Get me my hat and coat. Quick! I’ll not dine here. (Exit ) Maggie here’s something for you. Now, I want you to see who comes here this evening, and let me know what happens. Do you understand?

Yes, sir. Certainly, sir.

The mean creature to try to spy on his pretty wife—well, ten dollars is not to be picked up every day, and I’ll just tell missus and she will know what to do. Heigho! What with these troubles up-stairs and Richards and Thomas