"I am writing to Mrs.Stanbury, at Nuncombe Putney; and what do you think I am saying to her ?" Now the question had been asked, and it was Martha's duty to reply.
"Writing to Mrs.Stanbury, ma'am ?" "Yes, to Mrs.Stanbury." "It ain't possible for me to say, ma'am, unless it's to put Mr.Hugh from going on with the newspapers." "When my nephew won't be controlled by me, I shan't go elsewhere to look for control over him; you may be sure of that, Martha.

And remember, Martha, I don't want to have his name mentioned again in the house.

You will tell them all so, if you please." "He was a very nice gentleman, ma'am." "Martha, I won't have it; and there's an end of it.

I won't have it.
Perhaps I know what goes to the making of a nice gentleman as well as you do." "Mr.Hugh, ma'am,--" "I won't have it, Martha.

And when I say so, let there be an end of it." As she said this, she got up from her chair, and shook her head, and took a turn about the room.