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"Thank you, m'm," replied Tottie, with another dip. "Have you a bonnet and shawl, little Bones?" Tottie, in a state of considerable surprise, replied that she had. "Go and put 'em on then, and get that thing also ready to go out." Miss Stivergill pointed to the baby contemptuously, as it were, with her nose.
Rachel saw her own face change in the glass; but she only asked one more question, and that with a smile. "Did John say it was a blue blanket, Harris, or did your own imagination supply the color?" "He said it, m'm; faded blue." "And pray when did you see John to hear all this?" demanded Rachel, suddenly remembering her responsibility as mistress of this young daughter of the soil.
"He did that!" replied her maid, a simple Yorkshire wench, whom Rachel herself had chosen in preference to the smart town type. "Catch any on 'em not doin what master tells them!" "Then did John see what happened?" "No, m'm because master sent him to see if the chap'd come in at t' lodge gates, or where, and when he got back he was gone, blanket an' all, an' master with him."
"I'm very much obliged to you, Chadwick." "Not at all, m'm!" He was still standing in the sheltered porch. An idea seemed to strike Mrs Clayton Vernon. "Would you like something to drink?" she asked. "Well, thank ye, m'm," said Thomas. "Maria," said Mrs Vernon, calling to someone within the house, "bring this man a glass of beer." And she turned again to Chadwick, smitten with another idea.
"I beg pardon, m'm," he said deferentially, "but hadn't I better keep them gossiping maids out of the room over there?" Janetta looked into his face, and saw that he more than suspected the truth. "What do you mean?" she asked. "The window curtains are burned, m'm, and the bed-curtains; also the bed clothes in different places, and one or two other light articles about the room.
Yes, m'm, dey does go to the devil of a Friday, red-haided peckerwoods, dey does." "By the way, Cradd, I want you to see a little volume of the Odes I picked up in London last year. The dealer was a robber, and my dealer didn't want me to buy, but I thought of that time you and I " "Not one of the Cantridge edition?" "Yes, and I want you "
'They are, though I didn't say so. 'They have taken a sitting-room and bedroom, number thirteen. 'Are they indoors? 'I don't know. Eliza! 'Yes, m'm. 'See if number thirteen is in that gentleman and his wife. 'Yes, m'm. 'Has any telegram come for them? said Edward, when the maid had gone on her errand. 'No nothing that I know of. 'Somebody did come and ask if a Mr. and Mrs.
She seemed on the point of handing in her resignation there and then. But evidently she thought better of it, for, taking a cue from Mrs. Rossmore, she asked in the sarcastic manner of her mistress: "Four is it now, M'm? I suppose the Constitootion of the United States allows a family to be as big as one likes to make it. It's hard on us girls, but if it's the law, it's all right, M'm.
Inglethorp rang the bell and told me to bring her a cup of tea nothing to eat to the boudoir. She was looking dreadful so white and upset. 'Dorcas, she says, 'I've had a great shock. 'I'm sorry for that, m'm, I says. 'You'll feel better after a nice hot cup of tea, m'm. She had something in her hand.
But mother; the girls who don't have steady jobs do work by the hour, and that brings in more, on the whole. If they are the right kind they can make good. If they find anyone who don't keep her job for good reasons they can drop her." "M'm!" said Mrs. Bell. "Well, it's an interesting experiment. But how about you? So far you are $410 behind." "Yes, because my rent's so big.
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