“You aint huffy with me?”
“I don’t know yet,” said Mrs Jenkles; “but I shall go up and see them.”
“Ah, do,” said Sam.
“Yes, I mean to see to the bottom of it,” said Mrs Jenkles. “I haven’t patience with such ways.”
“They can’t help being poor.”
“I don’t mean them; I mean those people they’re with. I couldn’t do it.”
“Not you,” said Sam. “But I say, don’t Mr Lacy go next week?”
“Yes.”
“And the rooms will be empty?”
“Yes,” said Mrs Jenkles. “I have put the bill up in the window; he said he didn’t mind.”