'Im and me were jolly well suited to one another.

I'd got to reg'lar love 'im.

I'd 'a bin a true wife to him, and 'ave worked my fingers to the bone for 'im, and you bet I'd 'ave made a livin' somehow.

And he'd have written some jolly good books and 'ave made lots of money.
But no! This beastly Religion comes in with its scare of Hell fire and back 'e goes to the priests and 'is prayers and 'is penances.
The last ten years or so 'e's bin filled up with pride.

'Is passions 'ave died down and 'e thinks 'imself an awful swell as the head of his Order.