Mrs. Dixon tried to speak, but 'er temper was too much for 'er. She
looked from her 'usband to Charlie and Bob and then back at 'im agin and
caught 'er breath.

"That's right," ses Dixon, nodding his 'ead at her. "I'm master and
owner of the Blue Lion and you're first mate. When I'm speaking you keep
quiet; that's dissipline."


I was in that bar about three months arterward, and I never saw such
a change in any woman as there was in Mrs. Dixon. Of all the
nice-mannered, soft-spoken landladies I've ever seen, she was the best,
and on'y to 'ear the way she answered her 'usband when he spoke to 'er
was a pleasure to every married man in the bar.

[Illustration: "The way she answered her 'usband was a pleasure to every
married man in the bar."]