The Greatest Plague of Life: or, the Adventures of a Lady in Search of a Good Servant.Mayhew, Henry
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The Greatest Plague of Life: or, the Adventures of a Lady in Search of a Good Servant.
Mayhew, Henry
English wit and humor; Household employees
Well, when I got to Farrance’s, who should the first person that I clapt
eyes upon be, but my Mr. Edward himself, seated like a prince at one of
the little marble tables, with two large sixpenny oyster patties before
him, gormandizing away like a pig, as he is. So I crept up to him, and,
_pretending I had seen him through the window_, I said, in a low voice,
“So you are going to the workhouse, are you, my fine gentleman. Pretty
workhouse, indeed! I never saw such a workhouse. And you can’t afford to
have a footman to eat the very bed from under you, can’t you? Of course
you can’t, if you come here every day, as now I plainly see you do,
stuffing yourself with oyster patties, and such like indigestible
extravagances, when I’m sure a round or two of cold toast, nicely done
up in an old newspaper, would do very well for your luncheon, sir, and
then there would be no occasion for your poor, dear, overworked wife to
go slaving her life out to save you the expense of another servant, as
you know she does. Augh! I can’t bear such gluttony.--Here, waitress,” I
exclaimed, “bring me a lemon ice and a Bath bun or two, with a few
almond cakes, if you please.” And then I went on, scolding him for his
disgusting greediness, and eating by turns, until, I declare, when the
time came for that selfish pig of an Edward to pay, and the young woman
at the counter asked me what I had had, if I hadn’t to tell her that I
had taken two lemon waters, and three of those, (pointing to the Bath
buns;) and two of those, (pointing to the raspberry puffs;) and two more
of those, (pointing to the gooseberry tarts;) and, let me see--yes, I
think, either three or four of those, (pointing to the almond
cakes,)--though, between ourselves, I was certain I had eaten at least
six of the hollow delicious things, for I’m very fond of them; but, of
course, all pastry cooks know very well that ladies never can, or, at
least, never will tell them exactly to a paltry penny cake or two what
they have had, and, the people in the shop take good care to increase
the price of their articles accordingly.
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