Yet I'd like to see the man as'd take a liberty with her all the same." Rickett pulled at his pipe with a grunt.

When not at work, it was usually his role to sit and listen to his wife's chatter.
"She ain't been brought up in a convent," continued Mrs.Rickett.
"That's plain to see.

With all the gentle ways of her, she knows how to hold her own.

Young Robin Green, he's gone just plumb moon-crazy over her, and it wouldn't surprise me"-- Mrs.Rickett lowered her voice mysteriously--"but what some day Dick himself was to do the same." "Ah!" said the smith.
"She's so taking, you know," said Mrs.Rickett, as if in extenuation of this outrageous surmise.

"And there isn't anyone good enough for him about here.