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'Wot with the work I 'ave ter do, lookin' after you and the cookin' and gettin' everythin' ready and doin' all the 'ouse work, and goin' aht charring besides  well, I says, if I don't 'ave a drop of beer, I says, ter pull me together, I should be under the turf in no time.' WHAT WITH THE WORK I HAVE TO DO LOOKIN AFTER YOU AND THE COOKIN AND GETTEN EVERYTHING READY AND DOIN ALL THE OUSE WORK AND GOING OUT CHARRING BESIDES WELL I SAYS IF I DON'T HAVE A DROP OF BEER I SAYS TO BOIL ME TOGETHER I SHALL BE UNDER THE TURF IN NO TIME
e in the impossibility of eating one's cake and having it; she wished she had reserved her new dress, and had still before her the sensation of a first appearance in it. With a sigh she put on her ordinary everyday working dress, and proceeded to get the breakfast ready, for her mother had been out late the previous night, celebrating the new arrivals in the street, and had the 'rheumatics' this morning. 'Oo, my 'ead!' she was saying, as she pressed her hands on each side of her forehead. 'I've got the neuralgy again, wot shall I do? I dunno 'ow it is, but it always comes on Sunday mornings. Oo, an' my rheumatics, they give me sich a doin' in the night!' 'You'd better go to the 'orspital mother.' 'Not I!' answered the worthy lady, with great decision. 'You 'as a dozen young chaps messin' you abaht, and lookin' at yer, and then they tells yer ter leave off beer and spirrits. Well, wot I says, I says I can't do withaht my glass of beer.' She thumped her pillow to emphasize the statement.  HERSELF IN THE MORNING FELT THE HARDNESS OF FATE IN THE IMPOSSIBILITY OF EATING ONE'S CAKE AND HAVING IT SHE WISHED SHE HAD RESERVED HER NEW DRESS AND HAD STILL BEFORE HER THE SENSATION OF A FIRST APPEARANCE IN IT WITH A SIGH SHE PUT ON HER ORDINARY EVERY DAY WORKING DRESS AND PROCEEDED TO GET THE BREAKFAST READY FOR HER MOTHER WHO HAD BEEN OUT LATE THE PREVIOUS NIGHT CELEBRATING THE NEW ARRIVALS IN THE STREET AND HAD THE RHEUMATICS THIS MORNING OH MY HEAD SHE WAS SAYING AS SHE PRESSED HER HANDS ON EACH SIDE OF HER FOREHEAD I'VE GOT THE NEURALGIE AGAIN WHAT SHALL I DO I DUNNO HOW IT IS BUT ALWAYS COMES ON SUNDAY MORNINGS WHO ON MORE RHEUMATICS THAT GIVE ME SICH A DOIN IN THE NIGHT YOU'D BETTER GO TO HOSPITAL MOTHER NOT I ANSWERED THE WORTHY LADY WITH GREAT DECISION HE WAS A DOZEN YOUNG CHAPS MESSIN YO BOUGH AND LOOKIN AT YE AND THEN THEY TELLS YE'D TO LEAVE OFF THE BEER IN SPIRITS BUT WHAT I SAYS SAYS I CAN'T DO WITHOUT MY GLASS O BEER SHE THUMPED HER PILLOW TO EMPHASISE THE STATEMENT
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