She raised her voice and tried to speak very distinctly so as to make sure that the old fairy woman would hear her.

"It is the most beautiful cottage I ever saw in my life.

It is like a cottage in a fairy story." "That's what the vicar says, Miss, my dear," was Mrs.Bennett's cheerful reply.

"He says it ought to be hid some way because if the cheap trippers found it out they'd wear the life out of me with pestering me to give 'em six-penny teas.

They'd get none from me!" quite fiercely.
"Her grace give it to me her own self and it's on Mersham land and not a lawyer on earth could put me out." She became quite active and bustling--picking a spray of honeysuckle and a few sprigs of mignonette from near the doorway and handing them to Robin.
"Your room's full of 'em," she said, "them and musk and roses.