ter
her.' So 'twas sattled. Susan was all for goin', and when she went she
kiss't me and all the bors, but she nivver sed nawthin' to my wife, 'cept
just 'Good-bye.' She fared to git a nice quite {53} place; but then my
sister left London, and Susan's missus died, and so she had to git a
place where she could. So she got a place where they took in lodgers,
and Susan and her missus did all the cookin' and waitin' between 'em.
Susan sed arterwards that 'twarn't what she had to dew, but the runnin'
up-stairs; that's what killt her. There was one owd gentleman, who lived
at the top of the house. He'd ring his bell, and if she din't go
di-reckly, he'd ring and ring agen, fit to bring the house down. One daa
he rung three times, but Susan was set fast, and coon't go; and when she
did, he spook so sharp, that it wholly upset her, and she dropt down o'
the floor all in a faint. He hollered out at the top o' the stairs; and
sum o' the fooks cum runnin' up to see what was the matter. Arter a bit
she cum round, and they got her to bed; but she was so bad that they had
to send for the doctor. The owd gentleman was so wexed, he sed he'd paa
for the doctor as long as he could; but when the doctor sed she was
breedin' a faver, nawthing would satisfy her missus but to send her to
the horspital, while she could go.

"So she went into the horspital, and laa five weeks and din't know
nobody. Last she begun to mend, and she sed that the fooks there were
werry kind. She had a bed to herself in a big room with nigh twenty
others. Ivry daa the doctor cum round, and spook to 'em all in tarn. He
was an owdish gentleman, and sum young uns cum round with him. One
mornin' he saa to Susan, 'Well, my dear,' sez he, 'how do yeou feel to-
day?' She saa, 'Kind o' middlin', sir.' She towd me that one o' the
young gentlemen sort o' laffed when he h'ard her, and stopped behind and
saa to her, 'Do yeou cum out o' Suffolk?' She saa, 'Yes; what, do yeou
know me?' She was _so_ pleased! He axed her where she cum from, and
when she towd him, he saa, 'I know the clargyman of the parish.' He'd a
rose in his button-hole, and he took it out and gov it her, and he saa,
'Yeou'll like to hev it, for that cum up from Suffolk this mornin'.' Poor
mor, she was _so_ pleased! Well, arter a bit she got better, and the
doctor saa, 'My dear, yeou must go and git nussed at home. That'll dew
more for yeou than all the doctors' stuff here.'

"She han't no