CHAPTER VII.
_CHURCH SCARSDALE_ I think all the females of our household, except Mrs.Rusk, who was at open feud with her and had only room for the fiercer emotions, were more or less afraid of this inauspicious foreigner.
Mrs.Rusk would say in her confidences in my room-- 'Where does she come from ?--is she a French or a Swiss one, or is she a Canada woman?
I remember one of _them_ when I was a girl, and a nice limb _she_ was, too! And who did she live with?
Where was her last family?
Not one of us knows nothing about her, no more than a child; except, of course, the Master--I do suppose he made enquiry.

She's always at hugger-mugger with Anne Wixted.

I'll pack that _one_ about her business, if she doesn't mind.

Tattling and whispering eternally.

It's not about her own business she's a-talking.