CHAPTER 12
d sulk at me as if I under your feet.
`Sulk at you? said Mr Glegg, in a tone of angry facetiousness. `Youre like a tipsy man as too muc himself.
`Dont loo me, Mr Glegg! It makes you look very small, t see yourself, said Mrs Glegg in a tone of energetic compassion. `A man in your place s an example, and talk more sensible.
`Yes; but en to sense? retorted Mr Glegg, s sense I can talk to you is nigo ts safe enoug it alone, all because of a bit of a tiff, and I if youd like to call it in, dont do it in a y in t till tty mortgage to be any trouble. Youd o set to o find an investment, and make no end o expense.
Mrs Glegg felt t sossed ted a guttural interjection to indicate t ice, not a peace. And, in fact, ilities soon broke out again.
`Ill tea no s proceed to give it ed teapot toss of the head, and said,
`Im glad to s little t for to stand up if I but ed myself civil to your kin, and t one of em can say trary, t, and nobody s.
`Youd better leave finding fault ill youve left off quarrelling rouble you for the milk-jug.
`ts as false a to say, if ed milk, s false. Im not to quarrel .
` did you call it yesterday, ters antrum?
`Id no quarrel er, Mr Glegg, and its false to say it. Mr tullivers none o my blood, and it peray and be s, Mr Glegg; per to upo your o let me tell you, its your disgrace.
`Did ever anybody ting . `A o keep tled on uffed and lined at no end o expense, and provided for o go