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'Thet's good stuff, none of your firewater or your methylated spirit. I don't often indulge in sich things, but when I do I likes to 'ave the best.' THAT'S GOOD STUFF NONE OF YOUR FIRE WATER OR YOUR METHYLATED SPIRIT I DON'T OFTEN INDULGE IN SUCH THINGS BUT WHEN I DO I LIKES TO HAVE THE BEST
k in surprise at seeing Liza on the bed, all tears. Liza made no answer, but cried as if her heart were breaking. Mrs. Kemp went up to her and tried to look at her face. 'Don't cry, dearie; tell us wot it is.' Liza sat up and dried her eyes. 'I am so un'appy!' 'Wot 'ave yer been doin' ter yer fice? My!' 'Nothin'.' 'Garn! Yer can't 'ave got a fice like thet all by itself.' 'I 'ad a bit of a scrimmage with a woman dahn the street,' sobbed out Liza. 'She 'as give yer a doin'; an' yer all upset--an' look at yer eye! I brought in a little bit of stike for ter-morrer's dinner; you just cut a bit off an' put it over yer optic, that'll soon put it right. I always used ter do thet myself when me an' your poor father 'ad words.' 'Oh, I'm all over in a tremble, an' my 'ead, oo, my 'ead does feel bad!' 'I know wot yer want,' remarked Mrs. Kemp, nodding her head, 'an' it so 'appens as I've got the very thing with me.' She pulled a medicine bottle out of her pocket, and taking out the cork smelt it. HAD JUST COME IN AND OPENING THE DOOR HAD STARTED BACK IN SURPRISE AT SEEING LIZA ON THE BED ALL TEARS ELIZA MADE NO ANSWER BUT CRIED AS IF HER HEART WERE BREAKING MISSUS KEMP WENT UP TO HER AND TRIED TO LOOK AT HER FACE DON'T CRY DEARIE TELL US WHAT IT IS LIZA SAT UP AND DRIED HER EYES I AM SO UNHAPPY WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING TO YOUR FACE MY NOTHING GO ON YOU CAN'T HAVE A FACE LIKE THAT ALL BY ITSELF I HAD A BIT OF A SCRIMMAGE WITH A WOMAN DOWN THE STREET SOBBED OUT ELIZA SHE'S AS GIVE YOU A DOIN AND YOU'RE ALL UPSET AND LOOK AT YOUR EYE I BROUGHT IN A LITTLE BIT OF STEAK FOR TO MORROW'S DINNER YOU JUST CUT A BIT OFF AND PUT OVER YOUR OPTICK THAT'LL SOON PUT IT RIGHT I WAS USED TO DO THAT MYSELF WHEN ME AND YOUR POOR FATHER HAD WORDS I AM ALL OVER IN A TREMBLE AND MY AIR DOLL MY HEAD DOES FEEL BAD I KNOW WHAT YOU WANT REMARKED MISSUS CAMP NODDING HER HEAD AND IT SO HAPPENS I'VE GOT THE VERY THING WITH ME SHE PULLED THE MEDICINE BOTTLE OUT OF HER POCKET AND TAKING OUT THE CORK SMELT IT
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