"Ho!" ses Charlie. "Well, it'll be my turn to laugh to-morrow night.
We'll see whether she can shake me off agin."

Ted looked at 'im a bit worried. "It's a bit orkard," he ses, speaking
very slow. "You see, they made it up arterwards, and then they both made
me promise not to tell you, and if you come, they'll know I 'ave."

Charlie did a bit o' thinking. "Not if I pretend to make love to Mrs.
Jennings?" he ses, at last, winking at 'im. "And it'll serve her right
for being deceitful. We'll see 'ow she likes it. Wot sort o' chap is
the young man--big?"

"Can't be," ses Ted; "cos Emma called 'im a little shrimp."

"I'll come," ses Charlie; "and it'll be your own fault if they find out
you told me about it."

They fell asleep talking of it, and the next evening Charlie put on a new
neck-tie he 'ad bought, and arter letting Ted have arf an hour's start
went out and met 'em accidental. The fust Mrs. Jennings knew of 'is
being there was by finding an arm put round 'er waist.

"Good-evening, Sophy," he ses.

"'Ow--'ow dare you?" ses Mrs. Jennings, giving a scream and pushing him
away.

Charlie looked surprised.