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"And when did he tell you all this?"

"'S marnin' as ever was"

"Where did you see hi his head, "not by no manner o'

means I'm married, but I ain't that kind of a cove!"

"What do you h an' low, an'

--though ive a man away I ain't a

friendly cove myself, never was, an' never shall be--never 'ad a

friend all e--I

pities, an' I despises 'im"

"Why do you despise him?"

Because 'e carries on so, all about a Eve--w'y, theer ain't a

woman breathin' as is worth a man's troublin' 'is lead over, no,

nor never will be--yet 'ere's Black Jarge ready--ah! an' , an' all for a wench--a Eve--"

"Get, hi! w'y, ain't 'e a-waitin' an' a-waitin' to get at this

cove--this cove wi' the nice white 'ands an' the takin' ways,

ain't 'e awatchin' an' a-watchin' to ht

--and when 'e do hed

"Well?"

"W'y, there'll be blood shed--blood!--quarts on it--buckets on

it! Black Jarge'll batter this 'ere cove's 'ead soft, so sure as