saymour

Updated: May 7, 2025

"And would ye be plased to step here, Miss Saymour," said Bridget to Grace, in a voice of suppressed emotion, and pointing oratorically, with her soapy right arm, to a snow-wreath of French finery and puffing on the floor. "What I asks, Miss Grace, is, Who is to do all this?

Harriet Beecher Stowe - Pink and White Tyranny: A Society Novel