-- But I have gi'en the dirty slut a siserary. O
Molly! the sarvants at Bath are devils in garnet. They lite the
candle at both ends -- Here's nothing but ginketting, and wasting,
and thieving and tricking, and trigging; and then they are never
content -- They won't suffer the 'squire and mistress to stay any
longer; because they have been already above three weeks in the
house; and they look for a couple of ginneys a-piece at our going
away; and this is a parquisite they expect every month in the
season; being as how no family has a right to stay longer than
four weeks in the same lodgings; and so the cuck swears she will
pin the dish-clout to mistress's tail; and the house-maid vows,
she'll put cowitch in master's bed, if so be he don't discamp
without furder ado -- I don't blame them for making the most of
their market, in the way of vails and parquisites; and I defy the
devil to say I am a tail-carrier, or ever brought a poor sarvant
into trouble -- But then they oft to have some conscience, in
vronging those that be sarvants like themselves -- For you must no,
Molly, I missed three-quarters of blond lace, and a remnant of
muslin, and my silver thimble; which was the gift of true love;
they were all in my workbasket, that I left upon the table in the
sarvants-hall, when mistresses bell rung; but if they had been
under lock and kay, 'twould have been all the same; for there are
double keys to all the locks in Bath; and they say as how the
very teeth an't safe in your head, if you sleep with your mouth
open -- And so says I to myself, them things could not go without
hands; and so I'll watch their waters: and so I did with a
vitness; for then it was I found Bett consarned with O Frizzle.
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