"
"Pay it back when you like," ses Ginger, "and if you never pay it back,
it don't matter."
He offered 'er the money four or five times, but she wouldn't take it,
but at last just as they got near her 'ouse he forced it in her 'and,
and put his own 'ands in his pockets when she tried to make 'im take it
back.
"You are good to me," she ses arter they 'ad gone inside and 'er mother
'ad gone upstairs arter giving Ginger a bottle o' beer to amuse 'imself
with; "I shall never forget you. Never."
"I 'ope not," ses Ginger, starting. "Are you coming out agin to-
morrow?"
"I'm afraid I can't," ses Miss Gill, shaking her 'ead and looking
sorrowful.
"Not with me?" ses Ginger, sitting down beside her on the sofa and
putting 'is arm so that she could lean against it if she wanted to.
"I don't think I can," ses the gal, leaning back very gentle.
"Think agin," ses Ginger, squeezing 'er waist a little.
Miss Gill shook her 'ead, and then turned and looked at 'im. Her face
was so close to his, that, thinking that she 'ad put it there a-purpose,
he kissed it, and the next moment 'e got a clout that made his 'ead
ring.
"'Ow dare you!" she ses, jumping up with a scream.
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