It's disgraceful to use such language." _Mix_.

"It's a technical term, madam.

We always use it, and I don't see as it's going to hurt any old row of fellows named Smyth.

Planted is good enough for other men, and it's good enough for them." _Mrs.B_.

"Old row of--What d'you mean, you impudent vagabond?
I wouldn't let you put a headstone on one of my graves if you'd do it for nothing." Then Mrs.Banger flounced out of the shop, and Mix called after her as she went through the door, "Lemme know when you go for another man, and I'll throw him in a tombstone for a wedding-present He'll want it soon." Mrs.Banger subsequently procured the services of a person in the city, and she regards Mr.Mix with something like detestation.
But Mrs.Banger herself is not universally beloved.