She was into a gingham gown and at work by ten o'clock!" "What promptness! And I suppose there was plenty to do!" Mrs.Porne laughed unblushingly.

"There was enough for ten women it seemed to me! Let's see--it's about five now--seven hours.

We have nine rooms, besides the halls and stairs, and my shop.

She hasn't touched that yet.

But the house is clean--_clean_! Smell it!" She took her guest out into the hall, through the library and dining-room, upstairs where the pleasant bedrooms stretched open and orderly.
"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.