human
Where do you keep your nutmegs, Dinah? said Miss Ophelia, with the air of one who
gpt
Most anywhar, missis; there's some in that cracked tea-cup up there, and there's some over in that ar cupboard.
human
Here are some in the grater,
gpt
Laws, yes; I put 'em there this morning; I likes to keep my things handy, said Dinah.
human
You Jake! what are you stopping for? You'll cotch it! Be still, thar!
gpt
What's this?
human
Laws, it's my _har-grease_: I put it thar to have it handy.
gpt
Do you use your mistress's best saucers for that?
human
Law! it was 'cause I was driv' and in sich a hurry. I was gwine to change it this very day.
gpt
Here are two damask table-napkins.
human
Them table-napkins I put thar to get 'em washed out some day.
gpt
Don't you have some place here on purpose for things to be washed?
human
Well, Mas'r St. Clair got dat ar chest, he said, for dat; but I likes to mix up biscuit and hev my things on it some days, and then it ain't handy a-liftin' up the lid.
gpt
Why don't you mix your biscuits on the pastry-table, there?
human
Law, missis, it gets sot so full of dishes, and one thing and another, der ain't no room, noways.
gpt
But you should wash your dishes, and clear them away.
human
Wash my dishes! said Dinah, in a high key, as her wrath began to rise over her habitual respect of manner.
gpt
What does ladies know 'bout work, I want to know? When'd mas'r ever get his dinner, if I was to spend all my time a-washin' and a-puttin' up dishes? Miss Marie never telled me so, nohow.
human
Well, here are these onions.
gpt
Laws, yes! said Dinah;
human
I wish missis wouldn't touch dem ar. I likes to keep my things where I knows whar to go to 'em,
gpt
But you don't want these holes in the papers.
human
Them's handy for siftin' on't out,
gpt
But you see it spills all over the drawer.
human
Laws, yes! if missis will go a-tumblin' things all up so, it will. Missis has spilt lots dat ar way, said Dinah, coming uneasily to the drawers.
gpt
If missis only will go up-sta'rs till my clarin'-up time comes, I'll have everything right; but I can't do nothin' when ladies is 'round a-henderin'. You Sam, don't you gib de baby dat ar sugar-bowl! I'll crack ye over, if ye don't mind!
human
I'm going through the kitchen, and going to put everything in order, _once_, Dinah; and then I'll expect you to _keep_ it so.
gpt
Lor', now, Miss 'Phelia, dat ar ain't no way for ladies to do. I never did see ladies doin' no sich; my old missis nor Miss Marie never did, and I don't see no kinder need on't.