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'Talk of the ballet at the Canterbury and South London. You just wite till you see the ballet at Vere Street, Lambeth  we'll knock 'em!' She went up to the organ grinder. 'Na then, Italiano,' she said to him, 'you buck up; give us a tune that's got some guts in it! See?' She caught hold of his big hat and squashed it down over his eyes. TALK OF THE BALLET AT THE CANTERBURNE SOUTH LONDON YOU JUST WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE BALLET AT VERE STREET LAMBETH WE'LL KNOCK EM SHE WENT UP TO THE ORGAN GRINDER NOW THEN ITALIANO SHE SAID TO HIM YOU BUCK UP GIVE US A TUNE THAT'S GOT SOME GUTS IN IT SEE SHE CAUGHT HOLD OF HIS BIG HAT AND SQUASHED IT DOWN OVER HIS EYES
mparison; it would have been a fitting measure to tread round the grave of a _première danseuse_, or at the funeral of a professional humorist. And the graces she put on, the languor of the eyes, the contemptuous curl of the lips, the exquisite turn of the hand, the dainty arching of the foot! You felt there could be no questioning her right to the tyranny of Vere Street. Suddenly she stopped short, and disengaged herself from her companion. 'Oh, I sy,' she said, 'this is too bloomin' slow; it gives me the sick.' That is not precisely what she said, but it is impossible always to give the exact unexpurgated words of Liza and the other personages of the story, the reader is therefore entreated with his thoughts to piece out the necessary imperfections of the dialogue. 'It's too bloomin' slow,' she said again; 'it gives me the sick. Let's 'ave somethin' a bit more lively than this 'ere waltz. You stand over there, Sally, an' we'll show 'em 'ow ter skirt dance.' They all stopped waltzing. FELT THAT THE MINUET WAS A FROLIC IN COMPARISON IT WOULD HAVE BEEN A FITTING MEASURE TO TREAD ROUND THE GRAVE OF HER PREMIER DANCEURS OR AT THE FUNERAL OF A PROFESSIONAL HUMORIST AND THE GRACES SHE PUT ON THE LANGUOR OF THE EYES THE CONTEMPTUOUS CURL OF THE LIPS THE EXQUISITE TURN OF THE HAND THE DAINTY ARCHING OF THE FOOT HE FELT THERE COULD BE NO QUESTIONING HER RIGHT TO THE TYRANNY OF VERE STREET SUDDENLY SHE STOPPED SHORT AND DISENGAGED HERSELF FROM HER COMPANION WHO I SAY SHE SAID THIS IS TO BLOOMIN SLOW IT GIVES ME THE SICK THAT IS NOT PRECISELY WHAT SHE SAID BUT IT IS IMPOSSIBLE ALWAYS TO GIVE THE EXACT UNEXPURGATED WORDS OF LIZA AND THE OTHER PERSONAGES OF THE STORY THE READER IS THEREFORE ENTREATED WITH HIS THOUGHTS TO PIECE OUT THE NECESSARY IMPERFECTIONS OF THE DIALOGUE IT'S TOO BLOOMIN SLOW SHE SAID AGAIN IT GIVES ME THE SICK LET'S HAVE SOMETHING A BIT MORE LIVELY THAN THIS HERE WALTZ YOU STAND OVER THERE SALLY AND WE'LL SHOW HIM OUT OF SKIRT TARTS THEY ALL STOPPED WALTZING
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