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The Hermit of Far End

CHAPTER V
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She's only seventeen.

But Jane--I hope Jane did the honours properly?
She is our stand-by in all emergencies." Sara's eyes danced.
"I'm afraid I came upon Jane entirely in the light of an unpleasant surprise," she responded mildly.
"What! Do you mean to say she wasn't prepared for you?
Oh, but this is scandalous! What must you think of us all ?" he strode across the room and pealed the bell, and, when Jane appeared in answer to the summons, demanded wrathfully why nothing was in readiness for Miss Tennant's arrival.
Jane surveyed him with the immovable calm of the old family servant, her arms akimbo.
"And how should it be ?" she wanted to know.

"Seeing that neither you nor Miss Molly named it to me that the young lady was coming to-day ?" "But I asked Miss Molly to make arrangements," protested Selwyn feebly.
"And did you expect her to do so, sir, may I ask ?" inquired Jane with withering scorn.
"Do you mean to tell me that Miss Molly gave you no orders about preparing a room ?" countered the doctor, skillfully avoiding the point raised?
"No, sir, she didn't.

And if I'm kep' here talking much longer, there won't _be_ one prepared, neither! 'Tis no use crying over spilt milk.
Let me get on with the airing of my sheets, and do you talk to the young lady whiles I see to it." And Jane departed forthwith about her business.
"Jane Crab," observed Selwyn, twinkling, "has been with us five-and-twenty years.

I had better do as she tells me." He threw a doleful glance at the unappetizing tea in Sara's cup.


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