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'ard fer fear she'll break...Then, wiv a groan I starts to 'ear a coot call, "Tickets, please!" You could 'a' outed me right on the spot! I wus so rattled when that porter spoke. Fer, 'struth! them tickets I 'ad fair forgot! But 'e jist laughs, an' takes it fer a joke. "We must ixcuse," 'e sez, "new-married folk." An' I pays up, an' grins, an' blushes red.... It shows 'ow married life improves a bloke: If I'd bin single I'd 'a' punched 'is head! XI. Beef Tea She never magged; she never said no word; But sat an' looked at me an' never stirred. I could 'a' bluffed it out if she 'ad been Fair narked, an' let me 'ave it wiv 'er tongue; But silence told me 'ow 'er 'eart wus wrung. Poor 'urt Doreen! Gorstruth! I'd sooner fight wiv fifty men Than git one look like that frum 'er agen! She never moved; she never spoke no word; That 'urt look in 'er eyes, like some scared bird: "'Ere is the man I loved," it seemed to say. "'E's mine, this crawlin' thing, an' I'm 'is wife; Tied up fer good; an' orl me joy in life Is chucked away!" If she 'ad bashed me I'd 'a felt no 'urt! But 'ere she treats me like--like I wus dirt. 'Ow is a man to guard agen that look? Fer other wimmin, when the'r blokes go crook, An' lobs 'ome wiv the wages uv a jag, They smashes things an' carries on a treat An' 'owls an' scolds an' wakes the bloomin' street Wiv noisy mag. But 'er--she never speaks; she never stirs... I drops me bundle...An' the game is 'ers. Jist two months wed! Eight weeks uv married bliss Wiv my Doreen, an' now it's come to this! Wot wus I thinkin' uv? Gawd! I ain't fit To kiss the place 'er little feet 'as been! 'Er that I called me wife, me own Doreen! Fond dreams'as flit; Love's done a bunk, an' joy is up the pole; An' shame an' sorrer's roostin' in me soul. 'Twus orl becors uv Ginger Mick--the cow! (I wish't I 'ad 'im 'ere to deal wiv now! I'd pass 'im one, I would! 'E ain't no man!) I meets 'im Choosdee ev'nin' up the town. "Wot O," 'e chips me. "Kin yeh keep one down?" I sez I can. We 'as a couple; then meets three er four Flash coves I useter know, an' 'as some more. "'Ow are yeh on a little gamble, Kid?" Sez Ginger Mick. "Lars' night I'm on four quid. Come 'round an' try yer luck at Steeny's school." "No," sez me conscience. Then
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