I never said you were not affectionate, Mademoiselle." But there was some meaning in Louise's accusation, although she would say no more, pretending that she was always one to let her tongue run away with her.

Louise had been with Miss Champion these twenty years, and was a privileged person as old servants are amongst us.
When she had finished I went to look for my godmother, and found her with Miss Standish, bathing her forehead with eau-de-Cologne.
"Poor little Bawn," she said, "you look tired.

Louise has kept you standing too long.

Once set Louise to fitting clothes and she forgets everything.

Could you not sit down here and rest a while before starting for home ?" "Yes, why not sit with me for a while ?" Miss Standish put in eagerly.