 | 1896 - 204 páginas
...fro. " Mother Mawks ! " cried she, " Mother Mawks ! You 're wanted! Here 's Liz come back with your babby ! " As if her words had been a powerful incantation...and darting at Liz, shook her violently by the arm. "Where 's my shullin'?" she yelled, "where 's my gin? Out with it! Out with my shullin' an' fourpence... | |
 | Marie Corelli - 1896 - 394 páginas
...and fro. " Mother Mawks ! " cried she, " Mother Mawks ! You're wanted! Here's Liz come back with your babby !" As if her words had been a powerful incantation...swollen, blotched and most hideous countenance, rushed 2 out furiously, and darting at Liz shook her violently by the arm. " Where's my shullin' ? " she yelled,... | |
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Her silence exasperated a tangle-haired, catfaced girl of seventeen years, who, more than half drunk, sat on the ground, clasping her knees with both arms and rocking herself lazily to and fro. "Mother Mawks!" cried she, "Mother Mawks! You're wanted!... 