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That a young lady so well brought up as Miss Granger so thoroughly grounded in Kings and Chronicles should entertain the vulgar passion of hate, seemed quite out of the question; but so far as a ladylike aversion may go, Miss Granger certainly went in relation to her step-mother. In this she was sustained by that model damsel Hannah Warman, who, not having made much progress in Mrs.
I know my duty as a servant, and I know the value of my own immortal soul as a human being." "How you do preach, Warman! Who wants you to be a hypocrite?" exclaimed Sophia impatiently. "It's always provoking to hear that one's affairs have been talked over by a herd of servants, but I suppose it's inevitable. And pray, what have they been saying about papa?"
Some degree of familiarity therefore might be excused, and the formal Sophia would now and then expand a little in her intercourse with Warman. One night, a very little while before Lady Geraldine's wedding-day, the cautious Warman, while brushing Miss Granger's hair, ventured to suggest that her mistress looked out of spirits.
The safest thing therefore was to close the conversation with one of those pious platitudes which Warman had always at her command. "Whatever may happen, miss, we are in the hands of Providence," she said solemnly; "and let us trust that things will be so regulated as to work for the good of our immortal souls.
"Be so kind as to take that to your mistress," she said. "I am sure she will see me." The second footman was that superior young man, Norris, whom Hannah Warman had praised. He stared aghast, recognising Mrs. Granger's voice and bearing, in spite of the thick veil folded over her face, in spite of her shabby garments.
Norris takes a good deal of notice of what's going on, and he has made a good many remarks upon your par's attention to Miss Lovel. Looking at the position of the parties, you see, miss, it would be such a curious thing if it was to be brought round for that young lady to be mistress of Arden Court." "Good gracious me, Warman!" cried Sophia aghast, "you don't suppose that papa would marry again?"
And another thing: You gave us a receipt for that cat in good order; if it was damaged in transit it is none of our affair, is it?" "Owner's risk," said the Interurban clerk. "You know we only accept live animals for transportation at owner's risk." "That lets us out, then," said the Hibbert & Jones clerk. "Mrs. Warman is the owner. Ring off, please."
He did not trouble himself to notice the speech; but it made him angry nevertheless. "There is a letter for you, papa," said Miss Granger, pointing to a side-table; "a letter which Warman found upstairs." The lynx-eyed Warman, prying and peering about, had spied out Clarissa's letter to her husband, half hidden among the frivolities on the dressing-table. Mr.
She speculated, and wondered, and puzzled herself a good deal about these frequent outings; and finding Clarissa singularly reticent upon the subject, grew daily more curious and suspicious; until at last she could endure the burden of this perplexity no longer, without some relief in words, and was fain to take the judicious Warman into her confidence. "Has Mrs.
"That cat," said the manager of the live-animal department of Hibbert & Jones, "was in good health when it left here, absolutely, so far as we know. If it was not it is none of our business. Mrs. Warman came in and picked the cat out from a dozen or more, and paid for it. It is her cat. It doesn't interest us any more.
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