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St. Ives

CHAPTER VIII--THE HEN-HOUSE
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How many eggs will you be wanting to that milk?
for I must be taking the others to my aunt--that is my excuse for being here.

I should think three or four.

Do you know how to beat them?
or shall I do it ?' Willing to detain her a while longer in the hen-house, I displayed my bleeding palms; at which she cried aloud.
'My dear Miss Flora, you cannot make an omelette without breaking eggs,' said I; 'and it is no bagatelle to escape from Edinburgh Castle.

One of us, I think, was even killed.' 'And you are as white as a rag, too,' she exclaimed, 'and can hardly stand! Here is my shawl, sit down upon it here in the corner, and I will beat your eggs.

See, I have brought a fork too; I should have been a good person to take care of Jacobites or Covenanters in old days! You shall have more to eat this evening; Ronald is to bring it you from town.
We have money enough, although no food that we can call our own.


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