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The nex morning, down came me and master to Lady Griffinses, -- I amusing / myself with the gals in the antyroom, he paying his devours to the / ladies in the salong. Miss was thrumming on her gitter; my lady was / before a great box of papers, busy with accounts, bankers' books, / lawyers' letters, and what not. Law bless us! it's a kind of bisniss I / should like well enuff; especially when my hannual account was seven or / eight thousand on the right side, like my lady's. My lady in this house / kep all these matters to herself. Miss was a vast deal too sentrimentle / to mind business.
Miss Matilda's eyes sparkled as master came in; she pinted gracefully to / a place on the sofy beside her, which Deuceace took. My lady only looked / up for a moment, smiled very kindly, and down went her head among the / papers agen, as busy as a B.