"And she says to me, 'John,' she says, 'it's four-and-sixpence a week'—them was her words.
"'Jane,' I says, 'if it was forty-six thousand pounds it should stop'… and from that day to this she hasn't set foot inside that gate."
There was a short silence: then,
"Did Mrs. Barrett ever… see anythink, like?" somebody vaguely inquired.
Barrett turned austerely on the speaker.
"What Mrs. Barrett saw and Mrs. Barrett didn't see shall not pass these lips; even as it is written, keep thy tongue from speaking evil," he said.
Another man spoke.
"He was pretty near canned up in the Waggon and Horses that night, weren't he, Jim?"
"Yes, 'e 'adn't 'alf copped it…."
"Not standing treat much, neither; he was in the bar, all on his own…."