She shared this with the spotty Geraldine, who seemed to be a good-natured girl.
Apparently Miss Loach looked after her servants and made them comfortable.

Thomas proved to be amiable if somewhat stupid, and welcomed Susan to tea affably but with sheepish looks.

As the servants seemed pleasant, the house comfortable, and as the salary was excellent, Susan concluded that she had--as the saying is--fallen on her feet.
The quartette had tea in the servants' hall, and there was plenty of well-cooked if plain victuals.

Miss Loach dined at half-past six and Susan assumed her dress and cap.

She laid the table in a handsome dining-room, equally as garish in color as the apartment below.