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We must turn to the account of the race to see if there were any accidents." She turned over the paper. "Thank God, he's safe," she said; "his horse ran fourth." "You worry yourself without cause, ma'am. A good rider like him don't meet with accidents." "The best riders are often killed, Esther. I never have an easy moment when I hear he's going to ride in these races.
"No, ma'am; nor yet to get that bunch of cows I was going to rustle from you to buy an auto. I came to ask you to go riding with me." The audacity of it took her breath. Of all the outrageous things she had ever heard, this was the cream.
As you know, ma'am, the servants here are a job lot; they don't know nothing about the house. 'Twasn't till to-day that one of the village people, the woman at the general shop and post office, let on that Wyndfell Hall was well known to be a ghosty place." There was a pause, and then Pegler added: "Still, as you and I well know, ma'am, tales don't lose nothing in the telling."
I want two thousand pairs as soon as I can get them!" "Sir?" said Mrs. Grumbit. "Of course, not for my own use, ma'am; nor for the use of my family, for I have no family; and if I had, that would be an unnecessarily large supply. The fact is, Mrs. Grumbit, I am a merchant, and I send very large supplies of home-made articles to foreign lands, and two thousand pairs of socks are a mere driblet.
After the confession of the boot-throwing, she must have watched poor Jane fuming with a certain dismay in those brown eyes of hers. But I imagine they softened again very quickly, and then Jane's must have met them. "Oh, ma'am," said Jane, with an astonishing change of note, "think of all that might have been! Oh, ma'am, I could have been so happy!
"Thank you, ma'am," he replied, and taking his thread-bare over-coat and shabby hat she laid them on a chair with the gesture she imagined the lady with the puffed sleeves might make use of on similar occasions. Ann Eliza's social sense was roused, and she felt that the next act of hospitality must be hers. "Won't you suit yourself to a seat?" she suggested.
Sam, bending over an arithmetic, uncreased his brow till it became of a blank and marble smoothness. "Ma'am?" "What are those words on your flag?" Sam gave her a long, cold, mystic look, rose to his feet and left the room with emphasis and dignity. For a moment she was puzzled. But Sam's older brother was this year completing his education at a university, and Mrs.
"Please, ma'am, is Master Fido to carry Master Zohrab about by the back o' the neck?" said Jemima, in indignant appeal, one afternoon late in November, bursting into the study where I sat with my husband.
I'm sure you've paid your way twice over bringin' in wood, and grindin' coffee, an' the like. Many a man'd asked wages for the half you've done, so I'm gettin' off easy to call it square." And the good lady stood her ground unflinchingly. "You've been powerful good to me, ma'am. We'll be watchin' our chance to make it up to you, Loisy an' me. I'll be sendin' fer Loisy d'reckly now."
Having no reason to disbelieve Wiggleswick's circumstantial though entirely fictitious story, and having by the smile put herself at a disadvantage, she felt uncomfortably routed. "Your master never told you where he was going or how long he was likely to be away?" she asked. "My master, ma'am," replied Wiggleswick, "never knows where he is going. That's why he wants a wife who can tell him."