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And can you milk a cow ? '' Mrs. Smithers sighed . `` I ai n't never ` ad it put on me , Miss , '' she said , with the air of a martyr trying to make himself comfortable up against the stake , `` not as a regler thing , I ai n't , but wotever I 'm asked to do in the line of duty whiles I 'm dwellin ' in this sufferin ' and dyin ' world , I aims to do the best wot I can , w ` ether it 's milkin ' a cow , drownin ' kittens , or buryin ' a cat wot ca n't stay buried . '' `` We have breakfast about half-past seven , '' went on Dorothy , quickly ; `` luncheon at noon and dinner at six . '' `` Wot at six ? '' demanded Mrs. Smithers , pricking up her ears . `` Dinner !