‘Don’t swear, George!’
‘You ought to be more shocked at her than me!’
‘And that Fellows is no better. Rotten bad. Always going after women. There’s Susie Hind.’
‘God! He’s welcome!’
‘And Mr Prosser’s daughter. They had to turn him off The Dyke.’
‘Her?’ George laughed. ‘He’s a proper young bull!’
‘And all the time living as man and wife with Mary. Laughing at you, the two of them, behind your back.’
‘I’ll see to that!’ said George grimly. The liquor was spreading in hot fumes through his brain.
‘But you won’t go up to-night, George,’ she said anxiously.