Then, feeling very self-righteous, he went upstairs.
"Now I'm cleaned up for thee: tha's no 'casions ter stir a peg all day, but sit and read thy books." Which made her laugh, in spite of her indignation.
"And the dinner cooks itself ?" she answered.
"Eh, I know nowt about th' dinner." "You'd know if there weren't any." "Ay, 'appen so," he answered, departing.
When she got downstairs, she would find the house tidy, but dirty.

She could not rest until she had thoroughly cleaned; so she went down to the ash-pit with her dustpan.

Mrs.Kirk, spying her, would contrive to have to go to her own coal-place at that minute.

Then, across the wooden fence, she would call: "So you keep wagging on, then ?" "Ay," answered Mrs.Morel deprecatingly.

"There's nothing else for it." "Have you seen Hose ?" called a very small woman from across the road.