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PART II - CHAPTER I
STRANGE BLOSSOMS AND STRANGE NEW BUDDING

no-I 'm all gone but my cap-' She shook that geraniumed erection, and I wondered what sardonic fat, left it behind.
`An' I'm forced ter say it, I s'll be thankful to be gone,' she added, after a few sighs.
This weariness of the flesh was touching. The, cruel truth is, however, that the old lady clung to life like a louse to a pig's back. Dying, she faintly but emphatically declared herself, `a bit better-a bit better. I s'll be up to-morrow.'
`I should 'a' gone before now,' she continued, `but for that blessed wench-I canna abear to think o' leavin' 'er -come, drink up, my lad, drink up-nay, tha 'rt nobbut young yet, tha 'rt none topped up wi' a thimbleful.'
I took whisky in preference to the acrid stuff.
`Ay,' resumed the grand-aunt. `I canna go in peace till 'er 's settled-an' 'er 's that tickle o' choosin'. Th' right sort 'asn't th' gumption ter ax 'er.'
She sniffed, and turned scornfully to her glass. George grinned and looked conscious ; as he swallowed a gulp of whisky it crackled in his throat. The sound annoyed the old lady.
`Tha might be scar'd at summat,' she said. 'Tha niver 'ad six drops o' spunk in thee.'
She turned again with a sniff to her glass. He frowned with irritation, half filled his glass with liquor, and drank again.
I dare bet as tha niver kissed a wench in thy lifenot proper'-and she tossed the last drops of her toddv down her skinny throat.
Here Meg came along the passage.
'Come, gra.ii'ma,' she said. 'I 'm sure it's time as you was in bed--come on.'
` Sit thee down an' drink a drop wi' 's-it 's not ivry night as we 'a'e cump'ny.'
'No, let me take you to bed-I 'm sure you must be ready.'
`Sit thee down 'ere, I say, an' get thee a drop o' port. Come-no argy-bargyin'.'
Meg fetched more glasses and a decanter. I made a place for her between me and George. We all had port

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