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Updated: June 29, 2025
My name's Impett Rose Impett." "Mine's Keeves," said Mavis, thinking she may as well be agreeable to those she had to live with. She then went to her boxes and saw that the odd-looking servant had uncorded them. "Thank you," said Mavis. "I dessay it's more than you deserve," remarked the servant. "I daresay," assented Mavis. "Let's have a look at you." "What?"
"Come insoide. 'E's 'avin' 'is tea." Mavis followed the drab along a passage: at the end of this was a door, above which was inscribed "Ladies' Cloak Room." Opening this, the drab said mechanically: "Walk insoide. What nime?" "Miss Keeves. I've come from Miss Meakin."
The late afternoon post brought a letter for Montague from his son Harold. This told his father that a supreme happiness had come in his life; that, by great good fortune, he had met and quietly married Mavis Keeves; that, by her wish, the marriage had been kept a secret for three weeks; it ended by saying how he hoped to bring his wife to his father's house early in the following week.
Mavis became conscious of a vague feeling of discomfort like to when when she tried to remember when this uneasy feeling had before possessed her. She glanced at her companion; she noticed that the woman's eyes were hard and cold; it was difficult to reconcile their expression with the sentiments she had professed. Then the woman turned to her. "What is your name?" "Mavis Weston Keeves."
"Why?" asked her husband. "Can you ask?" "You mean all that business with poor Mavis Keeves?" "I mean all that business, as you call it, with that abandoned creature whom we were so misguided as to assist." Devitt said nothing; he was well used to his wife's emphatic views on the subject views which were endorsed by her sister. "The whole thing was too distressing for words," she continued.
"I have to thank you for almost the dearest treasure I've ever possessed. Do you remember Jill?" "Of course: I wondered if it might prove to be she when I first saw her. But is your name, by any chance, Miss Keeves?" Mavis nodded. "I've often wondered if I were ever going to meet you. And when I saw you about " "You noticed me?" "Who could help it? I'm in luck."
"Who?" asked Miss Meakin, as she displayed a fraction of a scantily attired person through the barely opened door. "Have you forgotten me?" asked Mavis, as she entered the passage. "Dear Miss Keeves!
Why was I so wicked?" "Give it up." "My name. I told you a lie about it." "Is that all?" "Isn't that enough? I am Mavis Keeves. I am " "What?" he interrupted. "I didn't like to confess it before. Don't, please don't think very badly of me." "YOU little Mavis after all?" "Yes," she answered softly. "What wonderful, wonderful luck! I can't believe it even now. You little Mavis!
Mavis followed the landlady into a faded and formal little sitting-room, where the latter sat wearily in a chair, still clasping her jug. "Can I have a room?" asked Mavis. "I think so. My name's Bilkins." "Mine is Keeves." "That's a funny name. I 'ope you ain't married." "No." "It's only fools who get married. You jest hear what Mrs Bonus says." "I'm very tired," said Mavis.
She then fell to imagining how envious she would be were she acquainted with a happy Mavis Keeves who, in three days' time, was to belong, for all time, to the man of her choice. It was with inexpressible joy that she presently permitted herself to realise that it was none other than she upon whom this great gift of happiness unspeakable had been bestowed.
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