She said she was not, and I told her my rules.

She is a very sensible girl." "At any rate, she must be a great relief after that Marie you had." Mrs.De Peyster flushed, as though at some disagreeable memory.
"Have you learned yet whether Marie was actually a spy for Mrs.
Allistair ?" inquired Olivetta.
"She confessed that she was getting money besides the wages I paid her.

That is proof enough." "I believe it of Mrs.Allistair! She wouldn't stop at anything to win your place as social leader.

But she could never fill it!" "She will never win it!" Mrs.De Peyster returned with calm confidence.
At that moment the door from the hallway opened and there entered a woman of middle age, in respectable dull-hued black, with apron of black silk and a white cap.
"Ah, Matilda," remarked Mrs.De Peyster.

"The servants, are they all gone yet ?" "The last one, the cook, is just going, ma'am.