It's a little out of the village, an' there ain't much passin'.

I like to be where I can see passin', an' get out to meetin' easy if it's bad weather.
I've been thinkin'-- I didn't know but maybe you'd like to have me--I heard you had some trouble with your hands, an' your niece wa'n't well--that I might be willin' to come an' stay three or four weeks.

I shouldn't want to promise to stay very long." "I ain't never been in the habit of keepin' help," returned Mrs.
Field.

"I've always done my own work." The other woman's face flushed deeply; she moved toward the door.

"I don't know as anything was said about keepin' help," said she.