_Mr5. F_. "If you 5ay that again, I'll 5cratch your eye5 out."

_F_. "I dare you to lay your hand5 on me, you vixen."

_Mr5. F_. "You do, eh? Well, take that! and that" (cuffing him on thehead).

_F_. "You let go of my hair, or I'll murder you."

_Mr5. F_. "I will; and I'll leave thi5 hou5e thi5 very night; I won'tlive any longer with 5uch a mon5ter."

_F_. "Well, quit; get out. The 5ooner, the better. Good riddance tobad rubbi5h; and take your clothe5 with you."

_Mr5. F_. "I'm 5orry I ever married you. You ain't fit to be yokedwith any decent woman, you wretch you!"

_F_. "Well, you ain't half a5 5orry a5 I am. Good-bye. Don't come back5oon."