If you met her you would, I am certain, think her as fine as I do. ‘And what the devil do you mean by demanding that I wait on you here? D’you think I haven’t enough to do handling that caper-witted female’s affairs, without dancing attendance on you?’ ‘Don’t be cross,’ begged Lucilla, much to Melusine’s disgust. To-day he selected the girl, and gave her the lead-chair. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease, arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. You can scribble if you want to, but after you've given your eight hours daily to the mills.
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