Then, stooping forward with one of her wild movements, she caught Marcella's arm--"I'd like to hear yer tell that to Lord Maxwell, miss.

I likes a roompus, I do." Marcella flushed and laughed.
"I wouldn't mind saying that or anything else to Lord Maxwell," she said proudly.

"I'm not ashamed of anything I think." "No, I'll bet you ain't," said Mrs.Jellison, withdrawing her hand.

"Now then, Patton, you say what _you_ thinks.

You ain't got no vote now you're in the parish houses--I minds that.