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He juain directly and repeated the perforain

I knocked hiain, when he turned and ran off laughing, and I

went on withshown temper

Every now and then a fit of low spirits used to attack -days, when Mrs Dodley filled the place with stea the copper fire, and then sees to boil and send an unpleasant soapy odour

through the house

Doors and chair backs were so dao out and see Shock, whoing in a bit of cookery of his own

If Shock's hands had been clean I could often have joined him in his

feasts, but I never could fancy turnips boiled in a dirty old sauce-pan,

nor tender bits of cabbage stump I made up my mind that I would so wet , and he invited me in his sulky way to dinner,

the only times I partook of his fare were on chat days

What are chat days? Why, the days when he used to have a good fire of

wood and stumps, and roast the chats, as they called the little refuse

potatoes too sh there was not much in one Still they were