The maids all found out that their work was too heavy, and that they were worn out with it.

Sophia had been pitying them.

"Mrs.Sandal does not mean to be hard, but she is so wrapped up in the squire she sees nothing; and Miss Charlotte is so strong herself, she really expects too much from others.

She does not intend to be exacting, but then she is; she can't help it." And sitting over "a bit of hot supper" the chambermaid repeated the remark; and the housemaid said she only knew that she was traipsed off her feet, and hadn't been near hand her own folks for a fortnight; and the cook thought Missis had got quite nattry.

She had been near falling out with her more than once; and all the ill-nature was because she was fagged out, all day long and every day making some kind of little knick-shaw or other that was never eaten.
Not one remembered that the Julius Sandals had themselves considerably increased the work of the house; and that Mrs.Julius alone could find quite sufficient employment for one maid.