The five eldest children (making all except the baby, for you was not born, miss, if you please) they were to have sat up at table, as pretty as could be--three with their high cushioned stools, and two in their arm-chairs screwed on mahogany, stuffed with horsehair, and with rods in front, that the little dears might not tumble out in feeding, which they did--it was a sight to see them! And how they would give to one another, with their fingers wet and shining, and saying, 'Oo, dat for oo.' Oh dear, Miss Erema, you were never born to see it! What a blessing for you! All those six dear darlings laid in their little graves within six weeks, with their mother planted under them; and the only wonder is that you yourself was not upon her breast.
"Pay you no heed to me, Miss Erema, when you see me a-whimpering in and out while I am about it.

It makes my chest go easy, miss, I do assure you, though not at the time of life to understand it.

All they children was to have sat up for the sake of their dear father, as I said just now; but because of their grandfather all was ordered back.

And back they come, as good as gold, with Master George at the head of them, and asked me what milk-teeth was.

Grandpa had said that 'a dinner was no dinner if milk-teeth were allowed at it.' The hard old man, with his own teeth false! He deserved to sit down to no other dinner--and he never did, miss.
"You may be sure that I had enough to do to manage all the little ones and answer all their questions; but never having seen a live lord before, and wanting to know if the children would be like him before so very long, I went quietly down stairs, and the biggest of my dears peeped after me.