My own maid got married last week, unexpectedly, and I have not yet replaced her." "I don't keep a hired girl," said Sylvia.

She looked, as Henry had, both angry and abashed.

"I will fasten up your dress in the neck if that is what you want," said she.
"Oh, that is all," Rose assured her, and she looked abashed, too.
Even sophistication is capable of being daunted before utterly unknown conditions.

She followed Sylvia meekly up-stairs, and Henry and Horace carried the trunk, which had been left on the front walk, up after them.
Leander Willard was a man of exceeding dignity.

He was never willing to carry a trunk even into a house.