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He thinks he 's right to home among carriage folks , and every time she comes near he bows and scrapes and begins to shoot off the `` Aw , I 'm suah 's '' and the `` Do n'tcher know 's , '' until you 'd think he was talkin ' through a mouthful of hot breakfast food . `` Chee ! '' says I to him . `` You act like you thought this was a five o'clock tea . '' `` I trust , '' says he , `` I know a lady when I see one , and that I know how to treat her too . '' `` That 's so , '' says I. `` Too bad you wa 'n' t on the stage , Piddie , in one of them ` Me lu 'd , the carriage waits ' parts . '' That gives me a cue , and the next time she sends me for supplies I says to him , `` Mr. Piddie , '' says I , `` the Lady Mildred presents her compliments and says she wants a new paste brush . ''