Oh! ho! how I wish I was here.

I'd a put her across my knee and--_no_--do you say?
Pooh! you don't know me, you poor innocent little creature; and, do ye mind now, you must not be moping here.

Sally Nutter, all alone, you'll just come down to us, and drink a cup of tea and play a round game and hear the news; and look up now and give me a kiss, for I like you, Sally, you kind old girl.' And she gave her a hug, and a shake, and half-a-dozen kisses on each cheek, and laughed merrily, and scolded and kissed her again.
Little more than an hour after, up comes a little _billet_ from the good-natured Magnolia, just to help poor little Sally Nutter out of the vapours, and vowing that no excuse should stand good, and that come she must to tea and cards.

'And, oh! what do you think ?' it went on.

'Such a bit a newse, I'm going to tell you, so prepare for a chock;' at this part poor Sally felt quite sick, but went on.