“Me brikfust in a hurry Delia” ses he. “Whats the joke Johnny” ses he to his larfing brother.
“I was telling Delia the name ye’ve given the Poynt—Rogues Poynt.”
“Hum!” ses Mr. James, ating amorosly on a grape froot. “Its like this Delia” ses he, guving me a seeriess look, “The 2 show places on the ind of the Poynt are occipied respictably by an Oil magnut and a Insurince Prissydint.”
“And be they rogues?” asks I innercently.
“Dammed raskils” ses Mr. James sollemly.
CHAPTER IX
ANOTHER DAY
Aroze. Got up. Dressed. Made me bed. Imtied me slops.
“I want you all to lissen to me” ses Miss Claire, adrissing the assimbled family in the dining-room. “Now” ses she, “if I’m to be housekaper and we cant afford but wan girl and the works altogether too hevvy for Delia alone and shell be laving us if——”
“Sh!” says her mother, “spake lower. Shes in the bootlers pantry, making the salad.