[Memoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush by William Makepeace Thackeray]@TWC D-Link bookMemoirs of Mr. Charles J. Yellowplush CHAPTER III 4/9
I wouldn't live in one,--no, not to be groom of the chambers, and git two hundred a year. It was eight o'clock in the evenin when this row took place; and such a row it was, that nobody but me heard master's knock.
He came in, and heard the hooping, and screeching, and roaring.
He seemed very much frightened at first, and said, "What is it ?" "Mrs.Shum's here," says I, "and Mrs.in astarrix." Altamont looked as black as thunder, and growled out a word which I don't like to name,--let it suffice that it begins with a D and ends with a NATION; and he tore up stairs like mad. He bust open the bedroom door; missis lay quite pale and stony on the sofy; the babby was screechin from the craddle; Miss Betsy was sprawlin over missis; and Mrs.Shum half on the bed and half on the ground: all howlin and squeelin, like so many dogs at the moond. When A.came in, the mother and daughter stopped all of a sudding.
There had been one or two tiffs before between them, and they feared him as if he had been a hogre. "What's this infernal screeching and crying about ?" says he.
"Oh, Mr. Altamont," cries the old woman, "you know too well; it's about you that this darling child is misrabble!" "And why about me, pray, madam ?" "Why, sir, dare you ask why? Because you deceive her, sir; because you are a false, cowardly traitor, sir; because YOU HAVE A WIFE ELSEWHERE, SIR!" And the old lady and Miss Betsy began to roar again as loud as ever. Altamont pawsed for a minnit, and then flung the door wide open; nex he seized Miss Betsy as if his hand were a vice, and he world her out of the room; then up he goes to Mrs.S."Get up," says he, thundering loud, "you lazy, trolloping, mischsef-making, lying old fool! Get up, and get out of this house.
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