Shike 'ands, Jowey bo-oy! Sorry I couldn't bring my old lady over this time, Grace; she sends her respects, as usual.

'Ow's Charlotte?
Bloomin', I 'ope ?' He had made his way into the front parlour, dragging the youngster after him.

Having deposited his handbag and umbrella on the sofa, he seated himself in the easy-chair, and began to blow his nose with vigour.
'Set down, Jowey; set down, bo-oy! Down't be afride of your awnt.' 'Oi ain't afride!' cried the youth, in a tone which supported his assertion.
Mrs.Peak trembled with annoyance and indecision.

Andrew evidently meant to stay for some time, and she could not bring herself to treat him with plain discourtesy; but she saw that Oliver, after shaking hands in a very strained way, had abruptly left the room, and Godwin would be anything but willing to meet his uncle.

When the name of her elder son was again mentioned she withdrew on the pretence of summoning him, and went up to his room.