Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures, as Suffered by the Late Job CaudleStringer & Townsend, 1851 - 144 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 26 - Else you'd never have lent the umbrella ! "You have to go on Thursday about that summons ; and, of course you can't go. No, indeed, you don't go without the umbrella. You may lose the debt for what I care...
الصفحة 40 - Yes it is worth talking of! But that's how you always try to put me down. You fly into a rage, and then, if I only try to speak, you wont hear me. That's how you men always will have all the talk to yourselves; a poor woman isn't allowed to get a word in. A nice notion you have of a wife, to suppose she's nothing to think of but her husband's buttons.
الصفحة 23 - THAT'S the third umbrella gone since Christmas. What were you to do ? Why, let him go home in the rain, to be sure. I'm very certain there was nothing about him that could spoil.
الصفحة 26 - I'm neglecting her, and the little money we were to have, we shan't have at all— because we've no umbrella. "The children, too! Dear things! They'll be sopping wet: for they shan't...
الصفحة 8 - Mary Anne ought to have gone to the dentist's tomorrow. She wants three teeth taken out. Now, it can't be done. Three teeth that quite disfigure the child's mouth. But there they must stop, and spoil the sweetest face that was ever made. Otherwise, she'd have been a wife for a lord.
الصفحة 24 - I'll walk every step of the way, and you know that will give me my death. Don't call me a, foolish woman; it's you that's the foolish man. You know I can't wear clogs ; and with no umbrella, the wet's sure to give me a cold — it always does. But what do you care for that ? Nothing at all.
الصفحة 25 - Indeed, Mr. Caudle, I shall wear 'em. No, sir, I'm not going out a dowdy to please you or anybody else. Gracious knows, it isn't often that I step over the threshold ; indeed, I might as well be a slave at once — better, I should say. But when I do go out, Mr. Caudle, I choose to go as a lady. Oh, that rain — if it isn't enough to break in the windows. " Ugh, I do look forward with dread for to-morrow.
الصفحة 76 - I'm sure you do. You do it even when I'm out with you, and, of course, you do it when I'm away. Now, don't tell me, Caudle — don't deny it. The fact is, it's become such a dreadful habit with you, that you don't know when you do it, and when you don't. But I do. Miss Prettyman, indeed! What do you say?
الصفحة 42 - ... I'm dead, I say — oh ! what a brute you must be to snore so ! " You're not snoring ? Ha ! that's what you always say ; but that's nothing to do with it. You must get somebody else to sew 'em, must you ? Ha ! I shouldn't wonder. Oh no ! I should be surprised at nothing, now ! Nothing at all ! It's what people have always told me it would come to, — and now, the buttons have opened my eyes ! But the whole world shall know of your cruelty, Mr. Caudle. After the wife I've been to you.
الصفحة 122 - You're an aggravating creature, Caudle, you must own t.hat ! Hampstead, then ? Too cold ? Nonsense ; it would brace you up like a drum, Caudle ; and that's what you want. But you don't deserve anybody to think of your health or your comforts either. There's some pretty spots, I'm told, about fulham. Now, Caudle, I won't have you say a word against Fulham. That must be a sweet place : dry, and healthy, and every comfort of life about it — else is it likely that a bishop would live there ? Now, Caudle,...