If yah dunnut loike wer company, there's maister's; un' if yah dunnut loike maister, there's us.' 'Then I shall go up-stairs,' I answered; 'show me a chamber.' I put my basin on a tray, and went myself to fetch some more milk.

With great grumblings, the fellow rose, and preceded me in my ascent: we mounted to the garrets; he opened a door, now and then, to look into the apartments we passed.
'Here's a rahm,' he said, at last, flinging back a cranky board on hinges.

'It's weel eneugh to ate a few porridge in.

There's a pack o' corn i' t' corner, thear, meeterly clane; if ye're feared o' muckying yer grand silk cloes, spread yer hankerchir o' t' top on't.' The 'rahm' was a kind of lumber-hole smelling strong of malt and grain; various sacks of which articles were piled around, leaving a wide, bare space in the middle.
'Why, man,' I exclaimed, facing him angrily, 'this is not a place to sleep in.

I wish to see my bed-room.' '_Bed-rume_!' he repeated, in a tone of mockery.