Easy MoneyNight Watches, Part 9.
dare you!" she ses, jumping up with a scream.  "'Ow dare you!  'Ow dare——" 

     "Wot's the matter?"  ses her mother, coming downstairs like a runaway barrel of treacle. 

     "He—he's insulted me," ses Miss Gill, taking out her little 'ankercher and sobbing.  "He—k-kissed me!" 

     "WOT!"  ses Mrs. Gill.  "Well, I'd never 'ave believed it! Never! Why     'e ought to be taken up. Wot d'ye mean by it?"  she ses, turning on pore Ginger. 

     Ginger tried to explain, but it was all no good, and two minutes arterwards 'e was walking back to 'is lodgings like a dog with its tail between its legs. His 'ead was going round and round with astonishment, and 'e was in such a temper that 'e barged into a man twice as big as himself and then offered to knock his 'ead off when 'e objected. And when Sam and Peter asked him 'ow he 'ad got on, he was in such a state of mind it was all 'e could do to answer 'em. 

     "And I'll trouble you for my 'arf dollar, Peter," he ses; "I've been out with 'er all day, and I've won my bet." 

     Peter paid it over like a lamb, and then 'e sat thinking 'ard for a bit. 

     "Are you going out with 'er agin to-morrow, Ginger?"  he ses, arter a time. 

     "I don't know," ses Ginger, careless-like, "I ain't made up my mind yet." 

     Peter looked at 'im and then 'e looked at Sam and winked.  "Let me 'ave a try," he ses; "I'll bet you another 'arf dollar that I take 'er out. P'r'aps I shall come 'ome in a better temper than wot you 'ave." 

     Old Sam said it wasn't right to play with a gal's 'art in that way, but arter a lot o' talking and telling Sam to shut up, Ginger took the bet. He was quite certain in his own mind that Miss Gill would slam the door in Peter's face, and arter he 'ad started off next morning, Ginger and Sam waited in to 'ave the pleasure of laughing in 'is face. 

     They got tired of waiting at last, and went out to enjoy themselves, and breathe the fresh air in a pub down Poplar way. They got back at seven o'clock, and ten minutes arterwards Peter came in and sat down on his bed and began to smoke without a word. 

     "Had a good time?"  ses Ginger. 

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