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"She said that if I didn't mind she'd give it a superficial general cleaning today and be more thorough later!" Mrs. Weatherstone looked about her with a rather languid interest. "I'm very glad for you, Belle, dear but what an endless nuisance it all is don't you think so?" "Nuisance! It's slow death! to me at least," Mrs. Porne answered. "But I don't see why you should mind.
"Come on, Porne," he said, "we'll play it's a Sunday school picnic," and he drew himself a cup of coffee, finding hot milk, cream and sugar crystals at hand. "I never saw a cheap joint where you could fix it yourself, before," he said, and suspiciously tasted the mixture. "By jing! That's coffee!" he cried in surprise. "There's no scum on the milk, and the cream's cream! Five cents!
O I'm so happy!" "Thanks to the Providential Miss Bell," said he. "If she'll stay I'll pay her anything!" The months went by. Peace, order, comfort, cleanliness and economy reigned in the Porne household, and the lady of the house blossomed into richer beauty and happiness; her contentment marred only by a sense of flying time.
Total thirteen cents." "There! And she showed me dinner and lunch the same way. I had no idea food, just the material, cost so little. It's the labor, she says that makes it cost even in the cheapest restaurant." "I see," said Mr. Porne. "And in the case of the domestic servant we furnish the materials and she furnishes the labor.
"I've seen slaves in housework, and I've seen what we fondly call 'Queens' in housework; but I never saw brains in it before." Mrs. Porne sighed. "Isn't it just wonderful the way she does things! Dear me! We do miss her! She trained that Swede for us and she does pretty well but not like 'Miss Bell'! I wish there were a hundred of her!"
"Perhaps there is a story to it!" Mrs. Ree advanced; but Mrs. Dankshire disagreed with her flatly. "The young woman has a theory, I believe, and she is working it out. I respect her for it. Now what we want to ask you, Mrs. Porne, is this: do you think it would make any trouble for you in the household relations, you know if we ask her to read a paper to the Club?
"I'll be right down," she said. But a voice broke in from the hall, "I beg your pardon, Miss Bell, but I took the liberty of coming up; may I come in?" She came in, and the landlady perforce went out. Mrs. Weatherstone held Diantha's hand warmly, and looked into her eyes. "I was a schoolmate of Ellen Porne," she told the girl.
"In consideration of existing economic conditions, however, I am willing to undertake these intricate and responsible duties for a seven day week at less wages than are given the street-digger, for $1.50 a day." "Good gracious, my dear!" said Mr. Porne, laying down the paper, "This young woman does appreciate her business! And we're to be let off easy at $45.00 a month, are we."
The house need not be so expensive; one big dining-room, with turn-up tables like those ironing-board seat-tables, you know then they can dance there. Small reception room and office, hall, kitchen and laundry, and thirty bedrooms, forty by thirty, with an "ell" for the laundry, ought to do it, oughtn't it?" Mrs. Porne agreed to make plans, and did so most successfully, and Mr.
Porne's particularly revered minister, and stated that she had heard there was a vacancy in her kitchen and she would like the place. "Introducing Mrs. D. Bell, well known to friends of mine." "I don't know " said Mrs. Porne, reading the card without in the least grasping what it said.
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