"Oh, dear," he said to himself, "I do hope Ellen isn't going to be ill! That would be a to-do just now." "Tell me about it," she commanded, in a low voice.

"Can't you see I'm waiting to hear?
Be quick now, Bunting!" "There isn't very much to tell," he said reluctantly.

"There's precious little in this paper, anyway.

But the cabman what brought Daisy told me--" "Well ?" "What I said just now.

There's two of 'em this time, and they'd both been drinking heavily, poor creatures." "Was it where the others was done ?" she asked looking at her husband fearfully.
"No," he said awkwardly.