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I ain't agoin' to have no more truck with them other chaps; they're no better than murderers; they've mide up their minds to leave you and the lidy aboard; and there's no movin' of 'em from that." "All right, my lad," said I. "You will find, before many hours are over your head, that you have made a wise choice. Can you read?" The fellow intimated that he could.
A plump white hand and wrist emerging took the can, and Daphne Wing's voice said: "Oh, where's the cream?" "Ain't got none." "Oh! I told you always two pennyworth at twelve o'clock." "Two penn'orth." The boy's eyes goggled. "Didn't you want to speak to her, miss?" He beat the closing door. "Lidy wants to speak to you! Good-mornin', miss." The figure of Daphne Wing in a blue kimono was revealed.
"Curly," they calls me, lidy, otherwise John Hart, I lives on my wits most of the diy. 'He's all wet, said True, looking at the boy pitifully; 'how will he get dry, Margot; he will catch cold. Bobby was so occupied in drying Nobbles with his pocket-handkerchief that he hardly thanked the boy; now he looked up, and was quite as distressed as True.
I, Lys d'Angely, am going to be a lady's-maid; or rather, I am going to be the maid of an extremely rich person who calls herself a lidy. It's perfectly awful, or awfully comic, according to the point of view, and I swing from one to the other, pushed by my fastidiousness to my sense of humour, and back again, in a way to make me giddy. But it's settled. I'm going to do it.
I took it for granted he meant my trunks and those were in what I, in my ignorance, would have called a baggage car: "Yes, sir," said the porter. "If the lidy will be good enough to wait 'ere, sir, you and I will go hafter the boxes, sir." Cautioning Hephzy not to stir from her moorings on any account I followed my guide to the "luggage van."
A bit of a boy, same as 'Betty' 'ere, 'e comes up and says, 'What'll ye take fer the whole bloomin' caravan? he says, 'for ter send ter a lidy? 'Gentleman, I says, 'I'm only a poor girl and a widered muver ter keep, and, gentleman, I can't tike less than two pound fer 'em sure and certain as there's a God in 'eaven, I can't. 'Well, says he, 'it's a blarsted swindle but I'll take 'em and mind you deliver 'em ter the lidy yerself. 'They shall go this very minute, says I, 'and, oh, sir, God bless you both and may yer have long life and 'appiness ter-gether. Strike me dead, wot d'yer think he said next?
"You come along with me," said she, "you shall help me t' get the tea; you shall carry in th' cake an' " "Cake!" exclaimed the Old Un, "Oh, j'yful word, ma'am; you're a a lidy! An' there's jam, ain't there?" "Strawberry!" "Straw oh, music t' me ears, ma'am you're a nymp' lead me to it!" So saying, the Old Un followed Mrs. Trapes out into the kitchen, while the Spider stared after him open-mouthed.
But, at the last minute, when all is ready for leaving you and the lidy is to be seized, lashed hand and foot, and locked up below, to go down with the brig." "A very pretty, diabolical, cold-blooded scheme," commented I, "and one that would have been very likely to prove successful, had you not warned me.
And when it is a wrong 'un well, a man can't always be shouting about himself, can 'e?" He ordered a cup of coffee. He said he was waiting for someone, and we got to chatting about old times. "How's Carrots?" I asked. "Miss Caroline Trevelyan," he answered, "is doing well." "Oh," I says, "you've found out her fam'ly name, then?" "We've found out one or two things about that lidy," he replies.
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