Divide and conquer.

I can do the shopping and the serving and the cleaning and the tutoring, and I can be everything from chef to chauffeur.

And carrying a big stick?

And why are you wearing those gloves and that thick padding, Mr. Pickney?

Fun and games, as it were.

It's a day and a night.

And that thing he called Welsh rabbit.

And pert near blowed up my still.

Ran off and left the fire burning.

Well, there's one for and one against.

I've had the blood, sweat, and tears.

Now, listen carefully and repeat after me.

I'll load my shotgun with rock salt and bacon rind and season his hang quarters for him.

I too know Arthur Pickney, and he is a man of unimpeachable integrity, impeccable demeanor, and irrefutable probity.

And then one day he was shooting at some food, and up through the ground come a bumbling crude.

Hey, you hop out and take those signs down.

Hey, Granny, that ain't wrote down and don't count.

Yeah, but you won't need those gloves and pad.

Yeah, and then we can go to matching crickets.

Miss Hathaway and I will go on up to the house and pave the way for you to move back in.