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"I'm sure I hope you're not being imposed upon, my lady," said Mrs.
Greenfield.
"
It's so difficult to tell with these people," said Lady Wondershoot.
Now I do wish, my good Greenfield, that you'd just go down there
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yourself this afternoon and see--see it have its bottle. Big as it is,
I cannot imagine that it needs more than six pints a day."
"
It hasn't no business to, my lady," said Mrs. Greenfield.
The hand of Lady Wondershoot quivered, with that C.O.S. sort of emotion,
that suspicious rage that stirs in all true aristocrats, at the thought
that possibly the meaner classes are after all--as mean as their
betters, and--where the sting lies--scoring points in the game.
But Mrs. Greenfield could observe no evidence of peculation, and the
order for an increasing daily supply to the Caddles' nursery was issued.
Scarcely had the first instalment gone, when Caddles was back again at
the great house in a state abjectly apologetic.
"
We took the greates' care of 'em, Mrs. Greenfield, I do assure you,
mum, but he's regular bust 'em! They flew with such vilence, mum, that
one button broke a pane of the window, mum, and one hit me a regular
stinger jest 'ere, mum."
Lady Wondershoot, when she heard that this amazing child had positively
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