"I wish I were a man.

I'd like to see any lawyer, Doctor, or merchant of my acquaintance leading a double life without my suspecting it." "Every man leads a double life and some more than that," Lizzie observed.

"I guess it rests them, like it does me to take off my corset." Miss Cornelia opened her mouth to rebuke her but just at that moment there, was a clink of ice from the hall, and Billy, the Japanese, entered carrying a tray with a pitcher of water and some glasses on it.
Miss Cornelia watched his impassive progress, wondering if the Oriental races ever felt terror--she could not imagine all Lizzie's banshees and kelpies producing a single shiver from Billy.

He set down the tray and was about to go as silently as he had come when Miss Cornelia spoke to him on impulse.
"Billy, what's all this about the cook's sister not having twins ?" she said in an offhand voice.

She had not really discussed the departure of the other servants with Billy before.