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Well, tan i marw! |
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Dewch mewn! |
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It's you, Mrs. Morgan, is it? |
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Shw'da'chi heno? |
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Hanner mined! |
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I'll just turn up the light. |
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Ready? |
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Diwedd annwyl, no! |
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It will take nearly another hour yet. |
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Well, three-quarters since you're asking. |
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Quarter past nine it is now. |
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But sit down you. |
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Dir caton pobin, Mrs. Morgans fach! |
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If I was so much as to open the oven door just now, the bread would get that flat you'd think it was only pancakes. |
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And you didn't mark your two loaves either, Mrs. Morgan─ |
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Yes. |
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Put on a bit of a pattern or p'raps stick your initials in with a fork, so as to know them when they come out. |
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I've put them in the corner by the wall. |
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Mrs. Howells is the only other one that doesn't mark her bread, and, of course, she's got her own tins with her name on them. |
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It's your first bread, I suppose, Mrs. Morgan? |
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Quite right, too, Mrs. Morgan. |
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It shows a proper spirit. |
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Excuse me going on washing, but the water's nice and hot. |
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Your mother-in-law always made some of the best loaves that ever went out of this bakehouse, Mrs. Morgan─excepting Mrs. Howells of course. |
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If the angels in Heaven started baking to-morrow, they couldn't make a lighter crust than Mary Ann Howells's! |
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Well, yn y wir now, I was so busy I didn't pay much notice. |
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Yes, yes. |
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Of course! |
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But you'll learn, come you, you'll learn. |
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And how do you like living in Tredegar Terrace, Mrs. Morgan? |
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Let me see! |
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You've been married nearly a month now? |
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Well, mawredd, how time goes to be sure! |
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And you went away for a week didn't you? |
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To the Mumbles, wasn't it? |
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Mrs. Jones Shop Flannel was telling me. |
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I went so far as the Mumbles once myself. |
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That was with Yanto, my first husband, Mrs. Morgan. |
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Long ago, Mrs. Morgan fach! |
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Long ago indeed! |
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Zachariah wasn't so much for the water, poor Zachariah! |
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Which d'you mean, Mrs. Morgan─Zachariah? |
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Oh, yes! |
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Over six years now indeed. |
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He was a godly man, Mrs. Morgan; a proper saint on earth if ever there was one. |
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Leader of the Rechabites for years. |
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Poor Yanto now was more worldly. |
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A lot of trouble, Mrs. Morgan fach─a lot of trouble. |
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Still there's some consolation for a woman to know she's had two, and the men getting so scarce as they are. |
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I've just had two big likenesses made of them, Mrs. Morgan, one of Yanto and one of Zachariah; and beautiful to behold they are. |
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Cost me fifteen shillings, Mrs. Morgan, including the frames of course. |
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Pritchard the Photo-shop it was that did them for me; from two old photographs; that's all, mind you! |
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If I was you, Mrs. Morgan, I'd have one done of your Davy── |
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I hope so, indeed. |
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But you never know. |
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And if he should happen to go before you, it's nice to have his likeness on the wall in the parlour. |
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And very nice parlours you've got in Tredegar Terrace, too, there's no denying. |
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You're settling down on the Twmp here now, Mrs. Morgan, no doubt? |
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Bit strange at first, I suppose, after being down there in the Paris House in Dyffryn Street? |
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But after all, Mrs. Morgan, there's very few pay any real attention to Mrs. Richards the Checkweigher─ |
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No, no! |
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Of course! |
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Of course! |
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But p'raps it's only natural that she and her daughter Jinnie should look a bit black on you. |
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You know what girls are these days. |
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Well no! |
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But, you see, you married him. |
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She didn't. |
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And, of course, they always were a bit free with their tongues─especially since that eldest girl married a preacher; though it isn't for me to say anything against them, and them baking two large and two small regular twice a week. |
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Oh, yes! |
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They've got their bread in to-night. |
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Mrs. Richards, or else Jinnie, or p'raps both. |
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It's Jinnie does the baking there now─ |
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Oh! |
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Middling. |
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Pretty fair indeed! |
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It all depends. |
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Sometimes early, sometimes late. |
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But they're far in─close to the wall. |
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Didn't I tell you? |
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Ten o'clock sharp! |
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Dyna fe. |
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About ten. |
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Shw' ma'i heno, Mary Ann? |
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So he's coming on a visit after all, then? |
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I didn't quite understand when your Maggie brought five loaves instead of three, as usual. |
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Taw sôn, gel! |
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But he was that kind of man before going to America. |
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And to think of him coming back with all that money, and looking just like Buffalo Bill! |
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Well, Mary Ann, I hope he won't come empty-handed, however. |
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There's one thing, he can't take it with him when he dies. |
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So, after all, in a way of speaking, Mary Ann, it was a good thing Richards the Checkweigher brought your Evan before the Chapel? |
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But, I suppose, Mary Ann─between me and you─it is true your Evan was brought home on a wheelbarrow? |
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There's no denying Mrs. Richards got very high and mighty when her eldest girl married the preacher; and there's no holding her now Richards is made a deacon. |
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Of course they bring a lot of bread to the bakehouse. |
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Middling─just middling. |
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Very thick in the crust on times, Mary Ann; very thick on times. |
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Well, of course, you ought to know if anybody did, Mary Ann. |
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No, no. |
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Of course! |
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Of course! |
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Quite right, too, Mary Ann. |
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I don't know what's coming over Thomas Lewis Top Shop. |
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Such a tidy man he used to be, too! |
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D'you remember me telling you, Mary Ann, about taking the two photographs to Pritchard? |
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Well, I've had the likenesses. |
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Ie, yn wir. |
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Grand likenesses they are, too! |
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I'll go and get them. |
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And here's Zachariah. |
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They'll be a great comfort to me, Mary Ann, a great comfort. |
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They cost me fifteen shillings the pair; but I couldn't have one without the other. |
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It wouldn't be right to make a difference between them. |
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Well, we had our day, Mary Ann, we had our day, and poor Zachariah was hardly in his grave when Jenkins y Gof offered me a row of taters in his garden. |
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But when a woman's tried two of them, Mary Ann, it would be like tempting Providence to want a third. |
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I'll be back in a minute. |
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I was thinking just now about those old days when Mrs. Morgan was in. |
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She's only been married a month. |
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Yes. |
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She's got two in to-night. |
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Small. |
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It's her first baking; and pretty excited about it she is, I can tell you. |
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She even forgot to mark it. |
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But I've put it in the corner by the wall, so that I'll know. |
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Oh, yes! |
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Tidy little woman. |
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Mrs. Price Shop Loshin says she's too stuck-up, I doubt its true. |
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And of course, Mrs. Price is thick as thieves with Mrs. Richards the Checkweigher. |
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Well, you see, there's no denying it is a good business, and Davy'll get it all after the old man's days. |
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H'sh! |
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Here she is. |
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Mrs. Morgan. |
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Desc |
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Enter MRS. MORGAN with tray and cloth as before. |
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She stands by table at back. |
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But, mawredd, Mrs. Morgans fach, it's only twenty-five to ten. |
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Shows his good sense, Mrs. Morgan. |
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Don't you notice her, Mrs. Morgan. |
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She always had different ideas from anybody else. |
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Well, there wasn't much alike about my two─beyond a coat and trousers. |
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Ten sharp it comes out. |
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I'll do my best, whatever. |
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But it isn't so easy when there's a bakehouse full of women. |
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And you can venture the Richardses will want to have a look. |
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We've all had to go through it─the best of us; even Mrs. Howells here. |
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Well, yn enw dyn! |
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Keep yeast? |
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Yes. |
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Do as she tells you. |
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Leave the tray. |
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Run now. |
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Quick! |
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Well? |
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And that's the girl Davy Morgan was so dull on! |
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Well, if it's spoiled, it's spoiled! |
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H'sh! |
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There's somebody coming. |
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Yes; both of them. |
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Noswath dda; noswath dda, Jinnie. |
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Not long now, indeed. |
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Ishta lawr, Jinnie. |
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Pretty near now, Mrs. Price. |
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It's all up on Mrs. Morgan and her bread now, Mary Ann! |
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Well, indeed, now, say what you like; there's nothing nicer than broad beans and a bit of bacon. |
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Only a few minutes now, Mrs. Jones. |
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Come in, you! |
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Yes, yes. |
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Hers it is. |
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Yes. |
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Two. |
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Small. |
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Well, indeed, she hasn't got a mark to-night. |
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No. |
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Bakehouse tins. |
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Well, indeed, I hear many on the Twmp here giving her a good word. |
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Five minutes; that's all. |
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Well, there's just a few minutes. |
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In the house they are. |
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Yes. |
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Here they are─beauties, too, indeed! |
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And here's yours, Mrs. Morgan. |
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Two, isn't it─bake-house tins, and no mark? |
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Here we are then! |
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That'll be a penny, Mrs. Morgan. |