She walked up to the beautiful, astonished Ruth, where she stood in her long, soft, white dressing-gown, with all her luxuriant brown hair hanging dishevelled down her figure, and thus Sally spoke: "Missus--or miss, as the case may be--I've my doubts as to you.

I'm not going to have my master and Miss Faith put upon, or shame come near them.

Widows wears these sort o' caps, and has their hair cut off; and whether widows wears wedding-rings or not, they shall have their hair cut off--they shall.

I'll have no half work in this house.
I've lived with the family forty-nine year come Michaelmas, and I'll not see it disgraced by any one's fine long curls.

Sit down and let me snip off your hair, and let me see you sham decently in a widow's cap to-morrow, or I'll leave the house.