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It's a strange thing, m'lady, that men can be so different. Listen, m'lady, if Baker was to come back you wouldn't let him claim me? The Master wouldn't let him claim me? I'd drown myself and the child before we'd go back to him. He did knock us about something cruel. And my Georgie, so gentle that he'd move a heart of stone.
"I want to be a butcher when I grow up, m'lady." Maud uttered a little cry. "A butcher?" "Yus, m'lady. Butchers earn good money," he said, a light of enthusiasm in his blue eyes, for he was now on his favourite subject. "You've got to 'ave meat, yer see, m'lady. It ain't like poetry, m'lady, which no one wants." "But, Albert," cried Maud faintly. "Killing poor animals.
'If I might offer the warning, m'lady, said Wrench, 'not the cellar. It is full of coal. It would be placing temptation in the animal's way. The odd-job man endorsed this. 'Put him in the garage, then, said Lady Wetherby. The odd-job man departed, bearing his heaving bag at arm's length. The cook and the parlour-maid addressed themselves to comforting and healing the scullery-maid.
Susan, dropping the curtsey which had doubtless been the meed of the Squire's lady, opened the gate for her. "I'm troubled about the poor young lady, m'lady," she said, jerking her thumb backwards towards the cottage. "I wish her mother'd come back. She do keep callin' for her, somethink pitiful." "Leave the gate open, Susan; I expect the doctor immediately."
Terence has been in Heaven all these years. It has been Hell to me that I had sent Terence to Hell. Now I can sleep." He slept quietly all through the morning hours, till Reilly came to relieve her. "He looks a deal better, m'lady," said Reilly, looking at him curiously. "I thought yesterday, if you'll excuse me, m'lady, that you were going to lose him. He has taken a new lease of life."
"The clothes fitted Georgie as though they were made for him. I'll be able to use all you sent, m'lady, I'm such a good needlewoman. I hope I may mend your Ladyship's lace or any fine embroideries. Once we're settled with Georgie away at school all day I'll have a deal o' time on my hands. I'd like to do something for you, m'lady." "So you shall, Susan.
Margaret McKeon, who has been with me since I was a child, is no longer able for work that tries the eyes. I promise I'll keep you busy as soon as you get settled in here." "Oh, m'lady! Thank you, m'lady!" said Susan, colouring as though Lady O'Gara had promised her something very delightful. "I do love fine needle-work, m'lady. Any fine damask cloths or the like I'll darn so you'd hardly know.
If they make any difficulty, tell them that I engaged the rooms yesterday by telegraph from Mentone. Do you understand?" "Yes, m'lady." "Then go along. Oh, and give the porter sixpence. Sixpence is ample." "Yes, m'lady."
"Sir Shawn has returned, m'lady," said Reilly, the new butler, the possessor of a flat large face with side whiskers which always made her want to laugh.
"Perhaps you had better go now, Albert. They may be needing you in the house." "Very good, m'lady." Albert rose, not unwilling to call it a day. He was conscious of the need for a quiet cigarette. He was fond of Maud, but a man can't spend all his time with the women. "Pigs squeal like billy-o, m'lady!" he observed by way of adding a parting treasure to Maud's stock of general knowledge. "Oo!
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