“He scowled at me, but I had me bit of cheese before I scrubbed. I wasn’t bearing him any ill-will, but he got a spite against me, an’ when it was time for me to leave I had a cup of cold gruel, though something hot in the way of tea is the right of ev’ryone before they leave the House. He wouldn’t give me any, so I took the gruel an’ hides it in the garden, an’ then I walks out an’ I asks if there’s anyone can send me to a committee lady, an’ don’t you forget, me dear, that’s what you’ve got to do. Always go to a committee lady. I found one right enough, an’ I asked her very civil if she’d be kind enough to step up to the House an’ see me breakfast. An’ she came, God bless her, an’ I showed her me gruel. She put the Master in his place an’ stood by while I had me cup of tea, an’ she wished me a pleasant good morning an’ gave me sixpence. But⁠—”⁠—Kitty spat on her blacklead brush⁠—“I can’t never go to Tonbridge again.”