Very good.
Now you may order the luggage up." "But my lady," objected Mirrable, "these are the best rooms in the house; and each has a separate entrance, as you perceive.

With so many guests to provide for, your maid cannot have one of these rooms." "What ?" cried the countess-dowager.

"My maid not have one of these rooms?
You insolent woman! Do you know that I am come here with my nephew, Lord Hartledon, to be mistress of this house, and of every one in it?
You'd better mind _your_ behaviour, for I can tell you that I shall look pretty sharply after it." "Then," said Mirrable, who never allowed herself to be put out by any earthly thing, and rarely argued against the stream, "as your ladyship has come here as sole mistress, perhaps you will yourself apportion the rooms to the guests." "Let them apportion them for themselves," cried the countess-dowager.
"These three are mine; others manage as they can.

It's Hartledon's fault.
I told him not to invite a heap of people.

You and I shall get on together very well, I've no doubt, Mirrable," she continued in a false, fawning voice; for she was remarkably alive at all times to her own interests.