Instinctively she hid her poor hands, that would at once have betrayed her to the sharp eyes of the working-woman, and then, ashamed of her momentary false pride, laid them outside her apron and sat down.
"Will you take a chair, Mrs.Hand?
My sister told you.

I believe all our requirements We only want a good, intelligent girl.

We are willing to teach her every thing." "Thank you, kindly; and I be willing and glad for her to learn, ma'am," replied the mother, her sharp and rather free tone subdued in spite of herself by the gentle voice of Miss Leaf.

Of course, living in the same country town, she knew all about the three school-mistresses, and how till now they had kept no servant.

"It's her first place, and her'll be awk'ard at first, most like.