Mrs. Bardell and her two friends were getting on very well
“Hold your noise—do—you naughty creetur!” said Mrs. Bardell.
“Yes; don’t worrit your poor mother,” said Mrs. Sanders.
“She’s quite enough to worrit her, as it is, without you, Tommy,” said Mrs. Cluppins, with sympathising resignation.
“Ah! worse luck, poor lamb!” said Mrs. Sanders.
At all which moral reflections, Master Bardell howled the louder.
“Now, what shall I do?” said Mrs. Bardell to Mrs. Cluppins.
“I think you ought to see him,” replied Mrs. Cluppins. “But on no account without a witness.”
“I think two witnesses would be more lawful,” said Mrs. Sanders, who, like the other friend, was bursting with curiosity.