"But there's no accounting for the vagaries of the female sex; and I fancy somehow Mrs.
B.didn't want any of us to know where she was going; she coloured-up so when I asked her for the direction.

You may depend there's something up, Jane Berners.

She's going to see some poor relation perhaps--Mile-end or Kentish-town way--and was ashamed to give the address." "I don't believe she has any relations, except old Mother Pallinson and her son," Miss Berners answered.
And thereupon the handmaiden withdrew to her own regions with a discontented air, as one who had been that day cheated out of her legitimate rights..