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The catastrophe lay, not in the threatened loss of vast sums of money and consequent ruin that had diminished to insignificance! but in the breach. And then Mrs. Tams had inserted herself in the bedroom. Mrs. Tams knew or guessed everything. And she would not pretend that she did not; and Rachel would not pretend did not even care to pretend, for Mrs.
Tams rose higher than even a general servant; she was the soubrette, the confidential maid, the very echo of the young and haughty mistress, leagued with the worshipped creature against the wickedness and wile of a whole sex. Mrs. Tams had no illusions save the sublime illusion that her mistress was an angel and a martyr. Mrs. Tams had been married, and she had seen a daughter married.
Batchgrew agreed, though it was notorious that he only smoked once in a blue moon, because all tobacco was apt to be too strong for him. "You can clear away," Rachel whispered, in the frigid tones of one accustomed to command cohorts of servants in the luxury of historic castles. "Yes, ma'am," Mrs. Tams whispered back nervously, proud as a major-domo, though with less than a major-domo's aplomb.
She said nothing " "Her came up a bit since, and said her had to do some shopping." "Shopping! At this time of night!" murmured Mrs. Maldon. Said Mrs. Tams laconically "To-morrow's Sunday and pray God ye'll fancy a bite o' summat tasty." While the two old women, equalized in rank by the fact of Mrs.
And in her mind she began to compose a wondrous letter to him a letter that should preserve her own dignity while salving his, a letter that should overwhelm him with esteem for her. She rang the bell. "Don't sit up, Mrs. Tams." And when she had satisfied herself that Mrs. I cannot bear this. It is too much for me. I must get him back.
But he marches off down the street, alone, never looking back, and is waiting when the train comes. It will be full of other Jocks and Andrews and Tams, on their way back to France, like him, and he will nod to some he knows as he settles down in the carriage. And in just two days Jock will have traveled the length of England, and crossed the channel, and ridden up to the front.
With these alarmed words Mrs. Tams appeared suddenly from behind the kitchen door; she seemed a little out of breath, as far as Louis could hear; he could not see her very well. The thought flashed through his mind. "She's been listening at doors." "Oh! There you are," he said, with an effort at ordinariness of demeanour. "Just go in to Mrs. Fores, will you? Something's the matter with her.
The two girls who were just coming up the steps were both dressed in dark blue and their long braids hung down their backs and were both tied with bright green ribbons to match their green tams. They were not sisters, but they had been friends for so long that it was a joke at school to say that they were beginning to look like each other.
After elaborate preparations of his handkerchief, he blew his nose loudly, because blowing his nose loudly affected him in an agreeable manner. A few minutes later he left, saying the car would be waiting for him at the back of the Town Hall. And Mrs. Maldon lay alone until Mrs. Tams came in with a tray. "An' I hope that's enough company for one day!" said Mrs. Tarns. "Now, sup it up, do!"
Tams lowered the gas and resumed her chair, and the street lamp once more threw the shadows of the window-frames on the blinds. The next day Mrs. Tams, who had been appointed to sleep in the spare room, had to exist under the blight of Rachel's chill disapproval because she had not slept in the spare room nor in any bed at all. The arrangement had been that Mrs.
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