The Grinder Papers — page 140: what you’re looking at

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f*. ; a w * ae a THE GRINDER PAPERS. 135 Sez she, ‘‘They’re all tu boardin’-school—won’t you take off your things ?” ‘‘Of course I will,” sez I. ‘‘I’ve come tu stay a week.” ' She didn’t speak as perlite as she’d orter, I thought, when I said that; but, lor, if she hadn’t no manners ’twarn’t my fault. She sent the gal to show me a spare bedroom, and had lunch at wonst—a purty respectable kind o’ a lunch, tu. Land o’ liberty ! the airs she took tu—'twould a made any one larf that could a seen her and remembered Pamely Tid, with her sleeves rolled up, whitewashin’ the kitchen—a nigger behind her cheer, and pink wash-hand glasses fur tu dip yer fingers in. I took a drink before I knowed what they was. Well, there hain’t much to tell about the fust few days. We had our reg’lar meals, and went tu bed and got up. The things I’m now about to depicter occurred, or begun for tu occur, a Thursday. Thatnight him and her went tu a ball—they might a took me, but they didn't offer tu, so I staid tu hum. She asked me yhere I'd prefer for tu set, and I said in my own room. So I had a fire there, and made myself comfortable. My objeck in settin’ there was tu be handy tu her room. There was suthin’ there I’d made up my mind tu investigate for the sake o’ maintainin’ them there rules o’ moral rectitude which air necessary for the well-bein’ o’ serciety. I warn’t inquisitorial —I’d scorn it—but I did desire tu know what on airth Pamely Packenham had intu her desk. | I allers knowed she was kinder hity-tity, and I f2!t sure she had a secret; and there was suthin’ in the way she locked up EComicbooks (E(o)