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Updated: June 26, 2025
"It is as well as it is," said the Palmer; "the company, even of a Jew, can hardly spread contamination through an oaken partition." So saying, he entered the cabin allotted to him, and taking the torch from the domestic's hand, thanked him, and wished him good-night.
I had long felt a curiosity to behold the inner workings of a domestic's life, and one day ventured to ask my friend's permission to enter her kitchen. Surprise was manifested at such a request, when I began to apologize and explain. But my hostess smiled and said: "My kitchen is at all times as free to my guests as my drawing room."
A well-trained maid usually presents a telegram upon a tray, but Miss Morton must have been accustomed to Jemima's rough ways, or was too agitated to rebuke her; she tore open the missive, glanced at its contents, and with a scream of joy sank fainting into her domestic's faithful arms. Of course, somebody had to read the telegram aloud. The policeman seemed to think it was his business.
If she has a servant in the kitchen, she may frequently so exchange work with her that the preparation of dainty dishes will fall to her share. Norah may sweep the parlor, wipe up the hall floor, or wash the windows while her mistress is attending to cooking too delicate for the domestic's fingers.
Gilrae's, you know, sir, and Mason was responsible." "He acted wisely," I said, surprised at the domestic's story. "Why, the guests acted like a gang of thieves." "They were, sir. They rushed all over the house like demons let loose, and they even stole some of our things. I lost a silver chain." "And what did the stranger say when you told him of this?" "He smiled.
Mauleverer stood his ground; but Smoothson retreated, and stumbling against the wheel of the carriage, fell backward; the next instant, the second highwayman had possessed himself of the valet's pistols, and, quietly seated on the fallen man's stomach, amused himself by inspecting the contents of the domestic's pockets.
Home's and I want to see the children. Are the children in?" she asked of the little maid. Rounder and rounder grew that small domestic's eyes. "They can't be hout without me," she volunteered; "ain't I the nuss and maid-of-all work? Yes, the children is hin."
But Mr. Joseph Sedley, luckily for his own peace, no more knew what was passing in his domestic's mind than the respected reader, and I suspect what John or Mary, whose wages we pay, think of ourselves. What our servants think of us!
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