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37324	Jenkins, Herbert George	Mrs. Bindle: Some Incidents from the Domestic Life of the Bindles			.txt	text/plain	72475	5424	86	Mrs. Bindle was a sharp, hatchet-faced woman, with eyes too closely set "You come in, Mrs. Bindle, you got the woman you want in Martha 'Opton. "Why don't you do something like Mr. Hearty?" demanded Mrs. Bindle, as lines, Mrs. Bindle watched from the back-bedroom window, her eyes like "I don't know what's coming to girls, I'm sure," cried Mrs. Bindle at "You ought to, Mr. Hearty," said Mrs. Bindle with conviction. "Good night, Mr. Hearty," said Mrs. Bindle. Mrs. Bindle turned her gaze upon the big man. The big man, seeing Mrs. Bindle fall back, turned his head and caught a "Won't you come, too, Elizabeth?" enquired Mr. Hearty, turning to Mrs. Bindle. "I thought so," said Mrs. Bindle, looking across at Mr. Hearty, who was Bindle looked across at Mrs. Hearty, in a way that seemed to say, "I Mrs. Bindle said nothing. "Don't ee take on like that, Mrs. Bindle.	./cache/37324.txt	./txt/37324.txt