Life to Mrs. Edwards is a continuous performance full of color and adventure and unexpectedness, which arrange themselves in entertaining drama. She always has new interests to talk of, new episodes to relate.
"Me son-in-law, 'e's got 'is lawful discharge from the Harmy. Now ain't that good! An' nothin' much wrong wi' 'im neither, jest a bit o' gassin'. E'll come hall right in time. 'E don't talk much habout things hover beyant, and' p'rhaps hits just as well."
"Me youngest daughter—I've jis' the two on 'em—she's ben takin' up with a returned solgier that's lost 'is laig, an' the laig they give 'im don't fit, an' 'e's hordering one for 'imself. Now ain't that jes' too bad!—got to buy 'is own laig. Well, my daughter, she's took up with 'im. W'at dy'ye think o' that? Would ye be lettin' 'er go on with 'im ef you wus me?"
Naturally I seized the opportunity to be patriotic and put in a word for the unknown suitor who was in difficulty; but catching my drift, Mrs. Edwards intercepted me before I had actually committed myself.
"Look 'ere, Gryce, I says to 'er las' night. Don't you be marryin' trouble, I says. Will 'e be hable to provide a good 'ome for yuh?
