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The Daughter-in-law
MRS GASCOIGNE: Well, I s'd ha' thought thy belly 'ud a browt thee whoam afore this.
JOE sits on sofa without answering.
Doesn't ter want no dinner?
JOE (looking up): I want it if the' is ony.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' if the' isna, tha can go be out? Tha talks large, my fine jockey! (She puts a newspaper on the table; on it a plate and his dinner.) Wheer dost reckon ter's bin?
JOE: I've bin ter th' office for my munny.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Tha's niver bin a' this while at th' office.
JOE: They kep' me ower an hour, an' then gen me nowt.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Gen thee nowt! Why, how do they ma'e that out? It's a wik sin' tha got hurt, an' if a man wi' a broken arm canna ha' his fourteen shillin' a week accident pay, who can, I s'd like to know?
JOE: They'll gie me nowt, whether or not.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' for why, prithee?
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The Daughter-in-law
MRS GASCOIGNE: Well, I s'd ha' thought thy belly 'ud a browt thee whoam afore this.
JOE sits on sofa without answering.
Doesn't ter want no dinner?
JOE (looking up): I want it if the' is ony.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' if the' isna, tha can go be out? Tha talks large, my fine jockey! (She puts a newspaper on the table; on it a plate and his dinner.) Wheer dost reckon ter's bin?
JOE: I've bin ter th' office for my munny.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Tha's niver bin a' this while at th' office.
JOE: They kep' me ower an hour, an' then gen me nowt.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Gen thee nowt! Why, how do they ma'e that out? It's a wik sin' tha got hurt, an' if a man wi' a broken arm canna ha' his fourteen shillin' a week accident pay, who can, I s'd like to know?
JOE: They'll gie me nowt, whether or not.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' for why, prithee?
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The Daughter-in-law

The Daughter-in-law

by D. H. Lawrence
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The Daughter-in-law

The Daughter-in-law

by D. H. Lawrence

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MRS GASCOIGNE: Well, I s'd ha' thought thy belly 'ud a browt thee whoam afore this.
JOE sits on sofa without answering.
Doesn't ter want no dinner?
JOE (looking up): I want it if the' is ony.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' if the' isna, tha can go be out? Tha talks large, my fine jockey! (She puts a newspaper on the table; on it a plate and his dinner.) Wheer dost reckon ter's bin?
JOE: I've bin ter th' office for my munny.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Tha's niver bin a' this while at th' office.
JOE: They kep' me ower an hour, an' then gen me nowt.
MRS GASCOIGNE: Gen thee nowt! Why, how do they ma'e that out? It's a wik sin' tha got hurt, an' if a man wi' a broken arm canna ha' his fourteen shillin' a week accident pay, who can, I s'd like to know?
JOE: They'll gie me nowt, whether or not.
MRS GASCOIGNE: An' for why, prithee?

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9788822884527
Publisher: PubMe
Publication date: 01/04/2017
Sold by: StreetLib SRL
Format: eBook
File size: 1 MB

About the Author

About The Author
D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930), English novelist, storywriter, critic, poet and painter, one of the greatest figures in 20th-century English literature. Among his works, Sons and Lovers appeared in 1913, The Rainbow in 1915, Women In Love in 1920, and many others.

Date of Birth:

September 11, 1885

Date of Death:

March 2, 1930

Place of Birth:

Eastwood, Nottinghamshire, England

Place of Death:

Vence, France

Education:

Nottingham University College, teacher training certificate, 1908
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