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I can stand more than thet as long as yer loves me.' He kissed her and they were quite friends again. I CAN STAND MORE THAN THAT AS LONG AS HE LOVES ME HE KISSED HER AND THEY WERE QUITE FRIENDS AGAIN
 don't.' She caught hold of his arm. 'Yus, I shall,' he said, going towards the pub, while she held him back. 'Let me go, can't yer! Let me go!' He roughly pulled his arm away from her. As she tried to catch hold of it again, he pushed her back, and in the little scuffle caught her a blow over the face. 'Oh!' she cried, 'you did 'urt!' He was sobered at once. 'Liza,' he said. 'I ain't 'urt yer?' She didn't answer, and he took her in his arms. 'Liza, I ain't 'urt you, 'ave I? Say I ain't 'urt yer. I'm so sorry, I beg your pardon, Liza.' 'Arright, old chap,' she said, smiling charmingly on him. 'It wasn't the blow that 'urt me much; it was the wy you was talkin'.' 'I didn't mean it, Liza.' He was so contrite, he could not humble himself enough. 'I 'ad another bloomin' row with the missus ter-night, an' then when I didn't find you 'ere, an' I kept witin' an' witin'--well, I fair downright lost my 'air. An' I 'ad two or three pints of four 'alf, an'--well, I dunno--' 'Never mind, old cock. TALKING TO HE SAID DON'T COME IF YOU DON'T WANT HER I'LL GO AND HAVE ONE BY MYSELF NOW JIM DON'T SHE CAUGHT HOLD OF HIS ARM YES I SHALL HE SAID GOING TOWARDS THE PUB WHILE SHE HELD HIM BACK LET ME GO CARNYA LET ME GO HE ROUGHLY PULLED HIS ARM AWAY FROM HER AS SHE TRIED TO CATCH HOLD OF IT AGAIN HE PUSHED HER BACK AND IN A LITTLE SCUFFLE CAUGHT HER A BLOW OVER THE FACE OW SHE CRIED YOU DID HURT HE WAS SOBERED AT ONCE LIZA HE SAID I AIN'T HURT YER SHE DIDN'T ANSWER AND HE TOOK HER IN HIS ARMS LIZA I AIN'T HURT YER HAVE I SAY I AIN'T HURT YER I'M SO SORRY I BEG YOUR PARDON LIZA ALL RIGHT OLD CHAP SHE SAID SMILING CHARMINGLY ON HIM WASN'T THE BLOW THAT HURT ME SO MUCH IT WAS THE WAY YOU WAS TALKING I DIDN'T MEAN IT LISA HE WAS SO CONTRITE HE COULD NOT HUMBLE HIMSELF ENOUGH I HAD ANOTHER BLOOMIN ROW WITH THE MISSES TO NIGHT THEN WHEN I DIDN'T FIND YOU HERE AND I KEPT WAITIN AND WAITIN WELL I FARED DOWNRIGHT LOST MY AIR THE TWO OR THREE PINTS ARE FOUR OFF AND WELL I DUNNO NEVER MIND OLD COCK
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