[Uncle Max by Rosa Nouchette Carey]@TWC D-Link bookUncle Max CHAPTER XVIII 12/18
When I had given Robin his tea, and had put a chair by the fire for father, I went off, feeling that I could leave him more comfortably.
The eldest boy, Tom, a big, strapping lad of fourteen, who went to work, had promised to keep the other boys quiet, 'that the little chap might not be disturbed,' and as Robin again declared that he felt first-rate, if it weren't for his arm, I hoped that he might be able to sleep. 'Father stopped with me ever so long, until the boys came to bed,' were Robin's first words the next morning; 'and doctor came, and said we looked quite snug, and he is going to send father some books to read, and some papers, and father said he was more comfortable than downstairs, as I did not mind his pipe, and Tom has hung my linnet there,' pointing to the window, 'and if you open the cage, miss, you will see him hop all over the bedclothes, and chirp in the beautifullest way.' We had a great deal of cleaning to do that day.
I shall never forget Lady Betty's face when she came upstairs and saw me down on my knees at work in my corner of the room; for Sally was little, and the room was large, and I was obliged to go to her assistance. 'Good gracious, Miss Garston!' she said, in quite a shocked voice, 'you do not mean to tell me that you consider it your duty to scrub floors ?' 'Well, no,' I returned, laughing, for really her consternation was ludicrous, 'I should consider it a waste of strength, generally; but we never know what comes in a day's work.
Sally is so little that I am obliged to help her.' 'Why can't Mrs.Bell do it ?' asked Lady Betty indignantly. 'Mrs.Bell has hardly time to cook the children's dinner.
Please don't look so shocked.
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