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Updated: May 15, 2025
"And if you had cut the rabbits a little smaller, it would ha' been better, Jerry. Still, I daresay I can make it eatable, so go an' talk to Peregrine and leave me to do it." Obediently the Tinker came and seated himself beside me. "Friend Peregrine," said he, jerking his thumb to the busy figure at the fire, "I stooed rabbits afore she was born ah, hundreds on 'em!"
Although it was late in May, a roaring fire was burning in the kitchen, about which, on various sized towel-horses, numerous articles of babies' attire were airing. "Too 'ot for yer?" asked Mrs Gowler. "I don't mind where it is so long as I sit down." "'Ow do you like your tea?" asked her hostess. "Noo or stooed?" "I'd like fresh tea if it isn't any trouble," replied Mavis.
"A shin o' beef!" said Diana in voice of finality. "Stooed!" nodded the Tinker. "Stooed wi' plenty o' vegetables. A shin o' beef or say a couple oh, prime! An' it's my turn to pay, Jessamy." "No, it's mine!" quoth Diana. "Pray allow me!" said I, reaching for my purse. "Lord bless us, we're all that rich!" laughed Jessamy. "Come, let's toss for it." The which we did and the lot fell to Jessamy.
"Yes, sir, it wor," said a bluff cable-man who chanced to overhear the remark, "an' if you wor in the tanks, you'd 'ave blessed Capt'n Halpin for wot he done. W'y, sir, that coat o' whitewash made a difference o' no less than eight degrees in the cable-tanks the moment it was putt on. Before that we was nigh stooed alive. Arter that we've on'y bin baked."
The next visitor was the butcher's boy, who came round to take "orders" for the following day. This boy had a tendency to chaff. "Well, my lady, has your ladyship any orders?" "Nothink to-day," answered the domestic, curtly. "What! Nothink at all? Goin' to fast to-morrow, eh? Or to live on stooed hatmospheric hair with your own sauce for gravey hey?"
"I s'pose now," he said to Mick Donovan, whose queer description of himself had already got wind through the ship. I'm afraid from the corporal who took us to the sick-bay having `split' upon him, "in your country you'd eat them tea leaves, instead o' wettin' on 'em, stooed in ile, same as the I-talians cook everything I'm told, hey?"
"Only for a minute, Mrs. Trapes." "Supper'll be ready soon your wedding supper, eh, Mr. Geoffrey? You'll have it here with me, you an' Hermy, o' course! Smells kind o' good, don't it?" "Delicious, Mrs. Trapes!" "Delicious is the word, Mr. Geoffrey stooed beef with carrots " "And onions, Mrs. Trapes onions, I'm sure?" "Well, I'll not deny a onion here an' there, Mr. Geoffrey a stoo needs 'em."
They'd ought to 'a' b'en stooed long ago. I like 'em cooked down an' strained to a jell. I don't see what ails them groc'rymen! Sh'u'd think they c'u'd get around some time before doomsday! Then I want here, you'd best set it down." She took a pencil and a slip of paper from a shelf over the table and gave them to him. "Now, let me see."
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