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"I do, mother," said Mike earnestly and without a tinge of jealousy in his tone. He loved and admired Pat with all his heart. "You can larn it, too, if you only think so," encouraged Mrs. O'Callaghan. "There's them that think's that cookin's a special gift, and they're right, too.
"In dem places de wurk all comes on de woman," said she. Dolf was quite aware of that fact; it was the one thing which made him contemplate the idea with favor. "Oh, not at all," he said, "de cookin's a trifle; tink ob de 'counts; my head's good at figures." "Dey kind o' puzzles me," Clo confided to him softly.
"Canooering's good fer the appertite, ain't it? It's plain vittles, but I reckon the cookin's good as the most of 'em, if I say it, who shouldn't." She rambled on, somewhat garrulously, as the boys ate.
"There's them as thinks if they've a book or paper stuck about handy, and them a-poppin' down to read a bit ivery now and then, it shows that cookin's beneath 'em. And then the meat burns or it sogs and gets tough, the potatoes don't get the water poured off of 'em in toime, and things biles over on the stove or don't bile at all, at all, and what does all that show, Moike?
I know them doughnuts an' things you've give me in times past, when I was drivin' by. Wish I had some on 'em now. I never let on, but Mis' Ash's cookin's the best by a long chalk. Mis' Peak's handy about some things, and looks after mendin' of me up." "It doos seem as if a man o' your years and your quiet make ought to have a home you could call your own," suggested the passenger.
"Pap," said Si, after his father had been a day in camp, "I think we've done fairly well in providin' you with a house and a bed, but I'm afeared that our cookin's not quite up to your taste. You see, you've bin badly pampered by mother. I might say that she's forever spiled you for plain grub and common cookin'."
"The cookin's awful poison and the wine's worse. Why, last time Laycock was there they actually gave him " "Poor dear Mr. Laycock! Did they really? But what can we do? I'm sure I don't want to be poisoned either. I love life." She was looking brilliant. Lord Holme began to straddle his legs. "And there's the box!" he said.
Perkins and myself, as well as to two younger men of literary pursuits and irregular habits had a gift of charming irrelevance, and was able to combine allusions to Mr. Perkins's orderly life and the amatory tendencies of a new cook in a mosaic of enthralling interest. "No, Betsy Jane has 'ad her notice, and goes this day week; not that her cookin's bad, but her brothers don't know when to leave.
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