No family prayers either.

What were things coming to?
the servants asked each other.

And second breakfast at nine for Miss Nelly! "Take my word for it," said Bridget to Pat, "the next thing'll be Miss Nelly havin' her breakfast in bed like Lord Dunshanbo's daughters.

Five of them there was, Pat, all old maids.

And they used to sit round in their beds, every one with a satin quilt, and their hair in curl-papers, and a newspaper spread out to save the quilt." "'Tis too early and too cowld," said Pat, interrupting this reminiscence, "for the master to be goin' out.