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Chapter 4
Heraccountwasstatedonthewallinthesamemanner.
‘Ialwaysgivetoomuchtoladies.It’saweaknessofmine,andthat’sthewayIruinmyself,’saidoldJoe.‘That’syouraccount.Ifyouaskedmeforanotherpenny,andmadeitanopenquestion,I’drepentofbeingsoliberalandknockoffhalf-a-crown.’
‘Andnowundomybundle,Joe,’saidthefirstwoman.
Joewentdownonhiskneesforthegreaterconvenienceofopeningit,andhavingunfastenedagreatmanyknots,draggedoutalargeandheavyrollofsomedarkstuff.
‘Whatdoyoucallthis?’saidJoe.‘Bed-curtains?’
‘Ah!’returnedthewoman,laughingandleaningforwardonhercrossedarms.‘Bed-curtains!’
‘Youdon’tmeantosayyoutookthemdown,ringsandall,withhimlyingthere?’saidJoe.
‘YesIdo,’repliedthewoman.‘Whynot?’
‘Youwereborntomakeyourfortune,’saidJoe,‘andyou’llcertainlydoit!’
‘Icertainlyshan’tholdmyhand,whenIcangetanythinginitbyreachingitout,forthesakeofsuchamanashewas,Ipromiseyou,Joe,’returnedthewomancoolly.‘Don’tdropthatoilupontheblankets,now.’
‘Hisblankets?’askedJoe.
‘Whoseelse’sdoyouthink?’repliedthewoman.‘Heisn’tlikelytotakecoldwithoutthem,Idaresay.’
‘Ihopehedidn’tdieofanythingcatching!Eh?’saidoldJoe,stoppinginhiswork,andlookingup.
‘Don’tyoubeafraidofthat,’returnedthewoman.‘Ian’tsofondofhiscompanythatI’dloiterabouthimforsuchthings,ifhedid.