"You want a housekeeper when you're at the Refuge, a housekeeper who could get up your linen and Sir Tancred's as they can't do it at Farndon-Pryze.

You want someone to look after you, when you've got a cold.

You never did take any care of yourself." She was wringing her hands in her earnestness.
"You'd be a sort of valet-housekeeper then," said Tinker, pondering the matter.
"Yes, and I should want very little wages.

All I want is to be in your service again.

I never ought to have left it.