Ha, ha! I believe he'd give her poison an' risk it any day, if only I promised to marry him afterwards.

Then there was a feller called Jeck Bartley.

I set him an' Bob fightin' one Bank-holiday--you should a' seen 'em go at it! Jack went an' got married a year ago to a girl called Suke Jollop; her mother forced him.
How I did laugh! Last Christmas Day they smashed up their 'ome an' threw the bits out into the street.

Jack got one of his eyes knocked out--I thought I should a' died o' laughin' when I saw him next mornin'.' The hearer became uproarious in merriment.
'Tell you what it is, Clem,' he cried, 'you're something like a girl! Darn me if I don't like you! I say, I wonder what my daughter's grown up?
Like her mother, I suppose.

You an' she was sort of sisters, wasn't you ?' He observed her closely.