human
Couldn't Rachel go marketing instead of you?
gpt
Rachel has her own work; and so has Charity. And so have I, Mr Louvaine. I suppose you haven't, as you seem to be gallivanting about Westminster in crimson and silver at eight o'clock of a morning. Now then--
human
Aunt, 'tis not my turn this morrow to wait on my Lord's _lever_. I shall be at his _coucher_ this even.
gpt
You may open the door, my master, if it demean not so fine a gentleman.--Good maid! Take my basket, Rachel. The fish for dinner, and the chicken for to-morrow.
human
There's nobut four whitings here, Mistress: shouldn't there be five?
gpt
Hush thee, good maid. They're twopence apiece.
human
Eh, yo' never sen [say] so!
gpt
Ay, but I do. Let be; I'll have a bit of green stuff, or something.
human
Madam, suffer me to announce the Duke of Damask, the Prince of Plush, the Viscount of Velvet, and the Baron of Bombast. Pray you, look not for four nobles; there is but one.
gpt
Aubrey!