His master told him to bring his breakfast.
"And see, Mewks," he added, in a tone of gentleness that terrified the man, so unaccustomed was he to such from the mouth of his master--"see that there is enough for Miss Marston as well.

She has had nothing all night.

Don't let my lady have any trouble with it .-- Stop," he cried, as Mewks was going, "I won't have you touch it either; I am fastidious this morning.

Tell the young woman they call Jemima to come here to Miss Marston." Mewks slunk away.

Jemima came, and Mr.Redmain ordered her to get breakfast for himself and Mary.