Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures by Douglas William Jerrold
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"There, Mr. Caudle, I hope you're in a little better temper than you were this morning? There--you needn't begin to whistle: people don't come to bed to whistle. But it's like you. I can't speak, that you don't try to insult me. Once, I used to say you were the best creature living; now you get quite a fiend. "DO LET YOU REST? "No: I won't let you rest. It's the only time I have to talk to you, and you SHALL hear me. I'm put upon all day long: it's very hard if I can't speak a word at night: besides, it isn't often I open my mouth, goodness knows. "Because ONCE in your lifetime your shirt wanted a button you must almost swear the roof off the house! "YOU DIDN'T SWEAR? "Ha, Mr. Caudle! you don't know what you do when you're in a passion. "YOU WERE NOT IN A PASSION? "Weren't you? Well, then, I don't know what a passion is--and I think I ought by this time. I've lived long enough with you, Mr. Caudle, to know that. "It's a pity you haven't something worse to complain of than a button |
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