Liza of Lambeth by W. Somerset (William Somerset) Maugham
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page 57 of 169 (33%)
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'I say, you blokes, let's go an' 'ave another drink before closin' time.' 'I don't mind,' said Tom, 'after we've took the gals 'ome.' 'Then we shan't 'ave time, it's just on closin' time now.' answered Harry. 'Well, we can't leave 'em 'ere.' 'Yus, you can,' said Sally. 'No one'll run awy with us.' Tom did not want to part from Liza, but she broke in with: 'Yus, go on, Tom. Sally an' me'll git along arright, an' you ain't got too much time.' 'Yus, good night, 'Arry,' said Sally to settle the matter. 'Good night, old gal,' he answered, 'give us another slobber.' And she, not at all unwilling, surrendered herself to him, while he imprinted two sounding kisses on her cheeks. 'Good night, Tom,' said Liza, holding out her hand. 'Good night, Liza,' he answered, taking it, but looking very wistfully at her. |
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