"Oh, Mr.Trius, how could he let the child go in and walk about the garden while his old servant is kept out?
She ought to be in there looking after things.

I am sure you have never told him how I have come to you, come again and again and have begged you to admit me.

I want to put things into their old order and you don't want me to.

You don't even know, apparently, which bed he has and if his pillows are properly covered.
You said so yourself.

I am sure that the good old Baroness would have no peace in her grave if she knew all this.