She did not remark thereon, but her manner was gentle, and her tones lower and tenderer than usual, when she spoke to him.

But few words passed between them, until the bell rang for tea.

While sitting at the table, the voice of Ella was heard, crying.
"Agnes!" called Mrs.Wilkinson, going to the head of the stairs that led down into the kitchen--"I wish you would go up to Ella, she is awake." The girl answered that she would do as desired, and Mrs.Wilkinson returned to her place at the table.
"Where is Anna ?" asked Mr.Wilkinson.
Mrs.Wilkinson smiled cheerfully, as she replied, "Her month was up to-day, and I concluded to let her go." "What!" Wilkinson spoke in a quick surprised voice.
"She was little more than a fifth wheel to our coach," was replied; "and fifth wheels can easily be dispensed with." "But who is to take care of Ella?
Who is to do the chamber work?
Not you!" "Don't be troubled about that, my good husband!" was answered with a smile.

"Leave all to me.

I am the housekeeper." "You are not strong enough, Mary.