Before Mr.Teddy gets married 'e's got to 'ave a few words with me." "'E's behaved very bad," said Mrs.Kybird, nodding.
"'E come 'ere night after night," said Mr.Kybird, working himself up into a fury; "'e walked out with my gal for months and months, and then 'e takes 'imself off as if we wasn't good enough for'im." "The suppers 'e's 'ad 'ere you wouldn't believe," said Mrs.Kybird, addressing the visitor.
"Takes 'imself off," repeated her husband; "takes 'imself off as if we was dirt beneath 'is feet, and never been back to give a explanation from that day to this." "I'm not easy surprised," said Mrs.Kybird, "I never was from a gal, but I must say Teddy's been a surprise to me.

If anybody 'ad told me 'e'd ha' behaved like that I wouldn't ha' believed it; I couldn't.

I've never said much about it, becos my pride wouldn't let me.

We all 'ave our faults, and mine is pride." "I shall bring a breach o' promise action agin 'im for five thousand pounds," said Mr.Kybird, with decision.
"Talk sense," said Nathan Smith, shortly.
"Sense!" cried Mr.Kybird.

"Is my gal to be played fast and loose with like that?
Is my gal to be pitched over when 'e likes?
Is my gal--" "Wot's the good o' talking like that to me ?" said the indignant Mr.
Smith.