She came down the corkscrew stairs, and found Phoebe in the parlour arranging the tea-things.
Phoebe and Mrs.Robson were better friends than Phoebe and her young mistress; and so they began to talk a little together in a comfortable, familiar way.

Once or twice Philip looked in, as if he would be glad to see the tea-table in readiness; and then Phoebe would put on a spurt of busy bustle, which ceased almost as soon as his back was turned, so eager was she to obtain Mrs.Robson's sympathy in some little dispute that had occurred between her and the nurse-maid.

The latter had misappropriated some hot water, prepared and required by Phoebe, to the washing of the baby's clothes; it was a long story, and would have tired the patience of any one in full possession of their senses; but the details were just within poor Bell's comprehension, and she was listening with the greatest sympathy.

Both the women were unaware of the lapse of time; but it was of consequence to Philip, as the extra labour was not to be begun until after tea, and the daylight hours were precious.
At a quarter to five Hester and he came in, and then Phoebe began to hurry.

Hester went up to sit by Bell and talk to her.