“What, here, ma’am,” said the foreman, with a hearty laugh. “Of course there is, and always was, and will be.”
“But they are about Daisy,” said Mrs Glaire, dashing at last into the matter.
“I should just like to get hold of the man as said a word against my lass,” said Banks, stretching out a tremendous fist. “I’d crack him, I would, like a nut. But what have they been saying?”
Volume One—Chapter Four.
Daisy’s Father.
“Well,” said Mrs Glaire, who found her task more difficult than she had apprehended, “the fact is, they say she has been seen talking to my son.”
“Is that all?” said the foreman, laughing in a quiet, hearty way.
“Yes, that is all, and for Daisy’s sake I want it stopped. Have you heard or known anything?”