Far be it from me to say a word against him; he's often very good to me, but--another cup, Mr.John ?" John advanced to the table without a word, holding his cup.
"You don't mean to say, ma'am," said Mrs.Leek "that he-- ?" Alice nodded grievously.
Mrs.Leek burst into tears.

"When Johnnie was barely five weeks old," she said, "he would twist my arm.

And he kept me without money.

And once he locked me up in the cellar.

And one morning when I was ironing he snatched the hot iron out of my hand and--" "Don't! Don't!" Alice soothed her.