Cutting her teeth, ma'am,' said Mrs.
Lemon.
'O, indeed, ma'am!' said Mrs. Orange. 'No fits, I hope?'
'No, ma'am.'
'How many teeth has she, ma'am?'
'Five, ma'am.'
'My Emilia, ma'am, has eight,' said Mrs. Orange. 'Shall we lay
them on the mantelpiece side by side, while we converse?'
'By all means, ma'am,' said Mrs. Lemon. 'Hem!'
'The first question is, ma'am,' said Mrs. Orange, 'I don't bore
you?'
'Not in the least, ma'am,' said Mrs. Lemon. 'Far from it, I assure
you.'
'Then pray HAVE you,' said Mrs. Orange, - 'HAVE you any vacancies?'
'Yes, ma'am. How many might you require?'
'Why, the truth is, ma'am,' said Mrs. Orange, 'I have come to the
conclusion that my children,' - O, I forgot to say that they call
the grown-up people children in that country! - 'that my children
are getting positively too much for me. Let me see. Two parents,
two intimate friends of theirs, one godfather, two godmothers, and
an aunt. HAVE you as many as eight vacancies?'
'I have just eight, ma'am,' said Mrs. Lemon.
'Most fortunate! Terms moderate, I think?'
'Very moderate, ma'am.'
'Diet good, I believe?'
'Excellent, ma'am.'
'Unlimited?'
'Unlimited.'
'Most satisfactory! Corporal punishment dispensed with?'
'Why, we do occasionally shake,' said Mrs. Lemon, 'and we have
slapped. But only in extreme cases.'
'COULD I, ma'am,' said Mrs.
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