He glared indignantly at the back of the industrious Mrs.Silk.
"Teddy's very fond of you," continued the unconscious woman.

"I s'pose it's not 'aving a father, but he seems to me to think more of you than any-body else in the wide, wide world.

I get quite jealous sometimes.
Only the other day I said to 'im, joking like, 'Well, you'd better go and live with 'im if you're so fond of 'im,' I said." "Ha, ha!" laughed Mr.Wilks, uneasily.
"You'll never guess what 'e said then," said Mrs.Silk dropping her dustpan and brush and gazing at the hearth.
"Said 'e couldn't leave you, I s'pose," guessed the steward, gruffly.
"Well, now," exclaimed Mrs.Silk, clapping her hands, "if you 'aven't nearly guessed it.

Well, there! I never did! I wouldn't 'ave told you for anything if you 'adn't said that.

The exact words what 'e did say was, 'Not without you, mother.'" Mr.Wilks closed his eyes with a snap and his heart turned to water.