“O deer!” ses she impayshuntly, “a trayned nurse is what I want. Are there any trayned nurses here?”
There wint a little pockmarked woman forward.
“What have you dun?” arsks Miss Flimflam.
“‘Now remimber,’ ses Minnie, ‘no gineral housework for you.’”
“Well deerie” ses the pockmarked lady, “I’ve tinded to invaleeds since I was so high deerie. Me speshultys obstetery.”
“Obstetery? Whats that?” arsks Miss Flimflam opening oop her eyes wide.
“Why I’m a midwife, to spake voolgarly deerie” ses the pockmarked wan.
“Oh” ses Miss Flimflam, and wint out larfing.
Shed been gone but a minit whin a stout miss Flimflam cums in in a hurry. She reeds frum a paper in her hand: