You have been the cuss and bain of my happyniss since you entered it.

With your d----d lies, and novvle rending, and histerrix, you have perwerted Mary, and made her almost as mad as yourself." "My child! my child!" shriex out Mrs.Shum, and clings round missis.

But Altamont ran between them, and griping the old lady by her arm, dragged her to the door.

"Follow your daughter, ma'm," says he, and down she went.

"CHAWLS, SEE THOSE LADIES TO THE DOOR," he hollows out, "and never let them pass it again." We walked down together, and off they went: and master locked and double-locked the bedroom door after him, intendin, of course, to have a tator-tator (as they say) with his wife.