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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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I
returned
to
the
inn,
and
went
into
the
kitchen
to
speak
with
the
landlady;
she
had
made
a
hundred
hesitations
when
I
told
her
we
wanted
three
beds.
At
last
she
confessed
she
had
three
beds,
and
showed
me
into
a
parlour
which
looked
damp
and
cold,
but
she
assured
me
in
a
tone
that
showed
she
was
unwilling
to
be
questioned
further,
that
all
her
beds
were
well
aired.
I
sat
a
while
by
the
kitchen
fire
with
the
landlady,
and
began
to
talk
to
her;
but,
much
as
I
had
heard
in
her
praise--for
the
shopkeeper
had
told
me
she
was
a
varra
discreet
woman--I
cannot
say
that
her
manners
pleased
me
much.
But
her
servant
made
amends,
for
she
was
as
pleasant
and
cheerful
a
lass
as
was
ever
seen;
and
when
we
asked
her
to
do
anything,
she
answered,
"Oh
yes,"
with
a
merry
smile,
and
almost
ran
to
get
us
what
we
wanted.
She
was
about
sixteen
years
old:
wore
shoes
and
stockings,
and
had
her
hair
tucked
up
with
a
comb.
The
servant
at
Brownhill
was
a
coarse-looking
wench,
barefoot
and
bare-legged.
I
examined
the
kitchen
round
about;
it
was
crowded
with
furniture,
drawers,
cupboards,
dish-covers,
pictures,
pans,
and
pots,
arranged
without
order,
except
that
the
plates
were
on
shelves,
and
the
dish-covers
hung
in
rows;
these
were
very
clean,
but
floors,
passages,
staircase,
everything
else
dirty.
There
were
two
beds
in
recesses
in
the
wall;
above
one
of
them
I
noticed
a
shelf
with
some
books:--it
made
me
think
of
Chaucer's
Clerke
of
Oxenforde:--
Marker
Marker
Fine marker
White-out
Fine white-out
Circle
Paint
Unmarker
Hand
Scalpel
Dice
Sieve
Purify
Undo
Redo
Start over
