. I made much of ’er till it come time to light de gas, an’ a fiddle after that, ’er ’eddick—mine, I suppose—took off, an’ she got down an’ played with the cat.’, ‘Well, I never!’ said Mrs. Fettley. ’E got it. Shopping Made Fun. An’ you know, Liz—for you’ve been with me in my throes—it takes summat to make me cry.’. His own mother never suspicioned how ’twas. ‘Na’un. . So ’e was abed an’ middlin’ painful. I heard ’im out, neither ’elpin’ nor ’inderin’. It made me sick to look at it, for I’m clean-fleshed by nature. Ner he! My Willie, he’s allus at me for money for them aireated wash-poles folk puts up in their gardens to draw the music from Lunnon, like. But I swallered me spittle till I was back ’ome again an’ the chillern abed. ‘I saw ’Arry once or twice in de street, wonnerful fleshed up an’ restored back. Company: Maya Enterprise lnc. This fairy will help make your wish come true. . ’Like a dog bein’ called two ways.’, ‘Mebbe. WISH is independent sober housing, where 16 women sustain their long-term recovery in a supportive, safe, and sober. Airport shuttle available at an additional charge. ’Twas hot an’ windy for weeks, an’ the streets stinkin’ o’ dried ’orsedung blowin’ from side to side an’ lyin’ level with the kerb. Then he’d inflame up—for a warnin’—an’ I’d suffer it. Wednesday ’twas. I was all peaked up after Lunnon, an’ I thought the fresh airs ’ud serve me. I’adn’t ’eard o’ such things, either. The Wish House takes special requests – add in the next step! Property is on or next to a beach and has a private beach (paid access). There was nothin’ front o’ me but my own shame an’ God’s croolty. You can’t ever mind when I was so’s to be called round, can ye? It do!’. WorldCat Home About WorldCat Help. ‘Well I never! Bert Mockler’s son! ‘You’re as free-tongued as ever, Liz,’ Mrs. Ashcroft observed. But that Wednesday, I was walkin’ with one o’ Bessie’s chillern hangin’ on me skirts, at de back o’ Chanter’s Tot. Then I fussed a piece with the child, to force him past me, like. Are you missing any information about this area? ’E’d ’ad six weeks of it, and now ’e was back again carterin’ at Smalldene. ‘No. ’Arry bein’ alive, ’e’d like as not pick up with some woman middlin’ quick. ‘Oh, Mrs. Ellis an’ Sophy was runnin’ in an’ out soon’s I was back, an’ ’twixt us we cleaned de house again top-to-bottom. ‘Lord! An’ dat night (me bed was in de wash-house) I cried an’ I cried. Reply. THE WISH HOUSE is definitely a novel for sophisticated readers; with frank talk about drugs and sexuality, not to mention hints of incest, it is clearly aimed at a mature teen audience. There’s allus a hand’s turn more to do in every house. But what set ye off on those times, Liz? Come Visit Us!7452 Melrose Ave.Los Angeles, CA 90046Big shout out to @wish for letting us pull up! ’E ’adn’t been back to ’is job—carterin’ at Smalldene—more’n a fortnight. . She said a fiddle girl that she’d played with in the livery-stables where ‘Arty worked ’ad told ’er so. ‘No, or I’d ha’ broke twenty year back. ‘, ‘Then I went away, an’ a man passin’ says to me: “Didn’t you know that house was empty?” “No,” I says. I put the house to rights for the caretaker, an’ then I slipped down ’ere to me sister Bessie—me wages in me pockets, an’ all ’ands glad to be’old of me.’. My man went first, an’ got the room, an’ I follered.’, ‘Well, then, I was a year—abouts in Lunnon, all at a breath, like, four meals a day an’ livin’ easy. “Nothin’,” she says. An’ spit terrible o’ mornin’s. Those four years ’e was workin’ on the rail near us. Ner he!’. So, I took an’ tipped a dollop o’ scaldin’ water out o’ the copper one Monday mornin’ over me left ’and and arm. Then the steps went back an’ downstairs to the kitchen—all draggy—an’ I heard the cheer drawed up again.’, ‘An’ you abode on de doorstep, throughout all, Gra’? . She said the hoppin’ ’ad set ’im up wonderful. It ought to be.’, ‘It do ’urt sometimes. ‘Wet dressin’s to wet wounds. “I’ve but a few months left.” “’Arry!” I says. I’m blindin’ up—I’m blindin’ up!’, ‘Oh, dat was why you didn’t more’n finger with your quilt-patches all this while! We don’t get that nowadays. I couldn’t get it straight at first, but, puttin’ all together, I made out that a Wish ’Ouse ’ad to be a house which ’ad stood unlet an’ empty long enough for Some One, like, to come an’ in’abit there. I knowed it must go on burnin’ till it burned me out.’. I turned into the gate bold as brass; up de steps I went an’ I ringed the front-door bell. You won’t ma-ind, will you? Not then. ‘He do. ‘So now I’ll make myself scarce.’, ‘Look at it first, though,’ said Mrs. Ashcroft feebly. So I went up, afternoon train.’, ‘An’—but I know you ’adn’t—’adn’t you no fear? They’re yourn or you’re theirn,’ the other sighed. ‘I’ve gone de better part of a year onct or twice with na’un more to show than the liddle weepin’ core of it, like. “ Your ’eddick,” she says, all hoarse an’ sticky-tipped. But I dunno as my ten shillin’s eased me much. I couldn’t. But I come to be grateful for ’em. Search for Library Items Search for Lists Search for Contacts Search for a Library. Long towards nex’ evenin’—I was settin’ out to lay some flowers on me ’usband’s grave, for the look o’ the thing—I met ’Arry over against where the War Memorial is now. Mrs. Fettley looked, and shivered. ‘I reckon you’ve your back-lookin’s, too,’ was Mrs. Ashcroft’s answer. ‘When old ladies get together they talk a deal too much, I’ve noticed.’, ‘Mebbe we do,’ said Mrs. Fettley, rising. The Wish House by Celia Rees 208pp, Macmillan, £10.99. “Lay your leg up on high an’ rest it,” he says, “an’ ’twill ease off. ‘To give fifteen bob a week to a woman ’oo’d live twenty year in the course o’ nature? Richard is intrigued by both the house and the bohemian family now living there. I couldn’t ever get ’Arry—’ow could I? I’ve took Ma’s ’eddicks, when she’s been kind to me; but this is the first time I’ve been able to do aught for you. Come spring, I ’ad somethin’ else to rage for. Nex’ I made me a cup o’ tea an’ sat down in the kitchen thinkin’, till ’long towards dusk. I’adn’t ’eard o’ such things, either. ‘Yes; but Chile-bearin’ is on’y just pain,’ said Mrs. Fettley. ), Special diet food available (vegetarian, halal, kosher, etc. ’E knowed I wouldn’t take no advantage of ’im in that state. ‘You was allus free-’anded,’ Mrs. Fettley interrupted. And goes on, tryin ’ to pull ’ isself together. ’, ‘ Cosham, ’ said hostess. 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