But my bisniss was at his country-house, where I made my first ontray into fashnabl life. I was knife, errint, and stable-boy then, and an't ashamed to own it; for my merrits have raised me to what I am two livries, forty pound a year, malt-licker, washin, silk-stocking, and wax candles not countin wails, which is somethink pretty considerable at OUR house, I can tell you.
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