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Trapes. "Turkey--land
sakes! But I only jest stepped over t' ask if you'd happened to find
that lodger o' mine anywheres--why, Lord bless me!" she broke off,
halting in the doorway as she beheld Ravenslee. "Lordy Lord, if he ain't
a-settin' there, cool as ever was! If he ain't a-eatin' an' drinkin' an'
me cookin' him at this moment the loveliest mutton chop you ever see! A
mutton chop wiv a kidney, as he ordered most express--Lord, Mr.
Geoffrey!"
"Why, to be sure," said Ravenslee, rising. "I forgot all about that
chop, Mrs. Trapes."
"Didn't you order it most express--cut thick--an' wiv a kidney?"
"I did," said Ravenslee penitently.
"Well--there it is, cooked to a turn, an' nobody t' eat it! An' kidneys
is rose again--kidneys is always risin'. Lord, Mr. Geoffrey!"
"Why, you see, Mrs. Trapes, we--that is, I had a birthday not long ago,
and we're celebrating."
"And so shall you, Ann," said Hermione, "sit down, dear!"
"An' me in me oldest apron?" said Mrs. Trapes, squaring her elbows, "my
dear, I couldn't--an' I wouldn't! But, oh! Mr.


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