They said to my face that I was a beauty; at Mr. Jones's, they said I was a fright.
Why she's Cleopatra is as weird a history as why I'm Mrs. Jones.
I nearly asked for Mrs. O'Brien, but turned her into Jones at the danger point.
Also they had an idea that Mrs. Jones possessed something of which they were anxious to get hold.
Aw, he was only telegraphing to Gresham an' Jones ...