The Humour and Pathos of Anglo-Indian Life: Extracts from his brother's note-book, made by Dr. TicklemoreMayer, J. E.
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The Humour and Pathos of Anglo-Indian Life: Extracts from his brother's note-book, made by Dr. Ticklemore
Mayer, J. E.
British -- India; India -- Social life and customs
'Good-morning, Veneaty,' said Mrs. G.; 'come for your rent, I suppose.'
'Missis please to give, I take.'
'Here it is; count it,' said the lady, 'and see that it is right.'
'What for I count? Missis never make mistake.'
'But you must count to satisfy me.'
Veneaty had done this with his eye the moment he saw the rupees on the
table, but he said: 'Missis give order, I count.' And count he did, as
slowly and deliberately as a child.
'Well,' said the lady, 'is it right?'
'All right,' said Veneaty. 'Missis please take receipt.' Mrs. G. did so,
and locked it up in her desk.
She then expected that the houseman would take his departure, but he
continued standing at the table without offering to go. Then the lady
said: 'What is it now, Veneaty? I see you have something more to say.
What is it?'
'I no like to tell Missis; I too much fraiding.'
'But what are you afraid of?' said Mrs. G.
'Missis too much angry if I tell,' returned Veneaty.
'And if I am angry,' said Mrs. G. 'for I suspect what it is you wish to
say, I shall not be angry with you.'
'Then I tell; but I too much sorry, not my fault.'
'What you want to say is,' said Mrs. G., 'that you want me to leave the
house; is it not?'
'Missis never tell that word. I no want, but Mister Captain he too much
want, therefore I tell; he tell too much; punish me you no leave the
bungalow. What I do, I too much sorry.'
'Do not be afraid, Veneaty; he cannot punish you.'
'Missis how can tell. He tell Burra General Saib give order, and
cantonment General Saib give order what I do.'
'You tell the Staff-Officer that you have asked me to leave the house;
that will set you right.'
'But Mister Captain too much bobbery man; every man too much fraiding
him.'
'Never mind what people say; you tell Captain W. that you have requested
me to go out, and that I won't go.'
'No, Missis, I never tell that word. Mister Captain too much angry.'
'Very well,' said the lady, 'I will tell him myself; and I will also
tell him that you have asked me to go out.'
'Missis too much good Missis, but I too much fraiding.'
'Well, Veneaty, never fear for me. I will take care of myself.'
Then Veneaty, with even greater reverence than usual, departed, thinking
that Mrs. G. was a too-much brave woman.
Nothing fresh occurred till a day or two before the 15th, when Captain
W. again made his appearance. Mrs. G. had in the meantime done nothing;
everything was in its place, even to the vase of flowers. After the
ordinary salutations, the Captain said: 'I fear you are driving things
to the last moment, Mrs. G.; you have only to the 15th, by which time we
must have the bungalow. I really fear you are putting yourself to
unnecessary inconvenience.'
'Thank you very much,' returned Mrs. G.; 'I have not been put to any
inconvenience.'
'But I fear you will be, if you don't make preparations in time.'
'Oh, never fear,' said the lady; 'I shall make preparations in
time--that you may depend on.'
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