And she don't look as if she were made to stand many hard knocks.

She may belong to the county, as they say, but her heart's in the right place.
She'd make a bonny mistress in this old place, and it wants a mistress badly enough.

Old Granny Grimshaw has done her best, my dear, and always will.

But she isn't the woman she was." An odd, wheedling note crept into the old woman's voice.

"She'll be wanting to sit in the chimney-corner soon, Master Jeff, and just mind the little ones.