Miriam, who supposed, of course, that she would be wanted, was there to meet her, and there was no necessity for ringing or knocking.
"My name," said the visitor, "is La Fleur, if you please.

I came to see Mrs.Drane and Miss Drane, if you please.

Thank you very much, I will come in.

I will wait here, or, if you will be so good as to tell me where I can find Mrs.Drane, I will go to her.

I used to live with her: I was her cook." Miriam had been gazing with much interest on the puffy face and shawl-enwrapped body of the old woman who addressed her with a smiling obsequiousness to which she was not at all accustomed.
The thought struck her that with servants like this woman, it would be easy to feel herself a mistress.