i'th next. James wor sooin i'th land o' nod, an Angelina felt disgusted
when shoo heeard him snoorin an turned raand an followed his example.

Ha long they had slept they didn't know, but Angelina oppen'd her e'en,
an what should shoo see, but th' drawers oppen, an all th' stuff
scattered raand. Shoo gave a skrike, an jam'd her elbow between James's
ribs wi' sich a foorce 'at he fell on th' floor like a log o' wood.

"Murder! police! thieves!" shoo skriked. "A'a, dear! what ivver shall we
do! drive 'em aght!"

"Angelina, aw cannot do it! It's impossible!" an he stood shivverin an
shakin and tryin to lap his legs up in his shirt tail.

"Aw've been robbed! That solid goold brooch aw gave fifteen pence for is
missin, an all mi hair pins an a bobbin o' black threead, and gooidness
knows what else! Maude Blanche! come here! Maude Blanche! does ta hear?"

"Gooid gracious! tha arn't callin thi sister in here an me i' this
state!" sed James, an he dived under th' bed.

"Maude Blanche! _do_ come! Th' hasse is full o' robbers!"

"For God's sake, Angelina, dunnot let her come in here till awm donned.
Aw've nowt on but mi shirt, and if shoo comes an sees me aw shall faint
reight off."

"Shirt be hanged! what does it matter if shoo sees it! shoo'll have it
to wesh next wick! Tha owt to be 'shamed o' thisen!"