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id: 14117
title: Wanted, a Young Woman to Do Housework: Business principles applied to housework
author: Barker, C. Hélène
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  employees who come each day to their work and return to their homes she has household employees who come to her house each day, just as other employees go each day to their place of employment. many hours a day she must work, but when a woman is engaged to fill a A household employee ought to have her hours of work as clearly defined woman who wished to obtain a domestic employee for general housework. necessary to show how much better a household employee will work after due to household employees for the extra long hours of work frequently each employee one and a half times as much per hour for extra work as week, on the day the employee was off duty, to do the family washing and employee, whose working hours were arranged thus: when one engages household employees on an eight hour schedule, and when


id: 21226
title: Christie Redfern''s Troubles
author: Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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  When Christie''s mother died, all their friends said the little Redferns "Why didna you come last week, Effie?" said Christie, rousing herself at Christie''s countenance fell; but in a little time she said-"Except that you winna be at home," said Christie, desponding a little "Christie," said her aunt, as her eye fell upon her, "it is high time "I do that many times every day," said Christie, sighing. "Effie," said Christie, "I think the minister must preach better in "Christie," said Effie, in a minute or two, "I think we ought to go "But, Christie," said her sister, gravely, "you should ask Mrs Grey, "Annie," said Effie, in a little time, beckoning her sister away from "Christie," said John, gravely, "Effie has set her heart on your coming "Christie," said Gertrude, coming into the green room just as the little "Would you like to go home with me, Christie?" said Effie.


id: 21320
title: Mass'' George: A Boy''s Adventures in the Old Savannah
author: Fenn, George Manville
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  "Yes, sir; that''s right," said Morgan, "and the blacks are put to work "Yes--father said so," I replied in a whisper, as I looked cautiously "No, Master George, boy, so your father said; and I''m going to ask him "Call the boy," said my father, looking hard at the man, and pointing to "Mass'' George like to come dis end?" said Pomp. "Look here, Pomp," I said; "we need not climb a tree; it''s a great "Yes, father," I said; and I was on my way back, passing Pomp, who began "Now, Mass'' George," said Pomp, as we stood at the foot of the tree, and "Why, Pomp," I said, "don''t look like that." For though I felt a little "That''s right, boy," said my father to Pomp, who was eagerly watching "No," I said; but Morgan turned to me quickly, as Pomp looked


id: 17226
title: Emily Fox-Seton Being "The Making of a Marchioness" and "The Methods of Lady Walderhurst"
author: Burnett, Frances Hodgson
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  "I must say I think that a Tussore always looks fresh," said Emily, "and "It was one of Lady Maria''s servants," said Emily; "I have seen him in seat by Miss Emily Fox-Seton, began to talk to her about Lady Maria''s "Lord Walderhurst said to me the other day," was Emily''s angelically "I am sure Lord Walderhurst believed it true," Emily said. "Really, Emily," said Lady Maria, "I don''t know how I have done this Emily came to Lady Agatha before she retired, looking even a little Lord Walderhurst stood near Lady Maria and looked pleased also. In the morning-room Lord Walderhurst was talking to Lady Maria. "I _should_ like to take Jane for my maid," Emily had said to Lady "She looks like a strong woman," said Osborn. "Good morning, Jane," Emily said, by way of trying the sound of her "Sometimes," Lady Walderhurst once said to Osborn, "I feel as if Ameerah


id: 23266
title: Janet''s Love and Service
author: Robertson, Margaret M. (Margaret Murray)
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  "Miss Graeme," said Janet, softly coming in with a child in her arms, but we shall see you long before Arthur comes," said Graeme. "Hush, Harry," said Graeme, softly, "grandma is Mr Snow''s mother." "Miss Graeme," said Janet, softly opening the study-door, and looking "Janet," said Graeme again, "what do you think Mrs Greenleaf told me "Miss Graeme," said she, in a little, "I dinna like to hear you speak "Miss Graeme, my dear," said Mrs Snow, hoarsely, "go ben and sit with "You minded Graeme on some one she used to know long ago," said Rose. "But, Graeme," said Harry, coming back after he had left to go away, "Are you going out to-night, Harry?" said Graeme, trying not to look "Miss Graeme, my dear," said Mrs Snow, "I think Rosie is nearly as "Graeme would not trust Rosie with Arthur and me," said Fanny, a little


id: 27103
title: The Little Russian Servant
author: Gréville, Henry
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  "Who''s that?" said the countess, stopping in front of a young girl of "It is the new girl, your highness," answered the head lady''s maid, "These peasant girls can do nothing," said the countess, with a Mavra turned her large, blue, startled eyes toward her, let them drop, "Sit down to your work," said the countess, amused at her new toy. "What''s the matter with this little girl?" asked the countess one day, as she stopped before the frame at which the young peasant girl was Mavra raised her blue eyes to the noble lady who, for the second time Thereupon the countess quitted the room, followed by Mavra''s grateful "How like his mother!" thought Mavra, as she closed the huge gate, I know," said she; "it''s Mavra--a virtue--my dear child. tears to the eyes of the young peasant girl; but stoical, like all her The countess seemed to have forgotten Mavra, who thought


id: 13461
title: Mistress and Maid: A Household Story
author: Craik, Dinah Maria Mulock
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  just said, Elizabeth, my girl''--indeed, Hilary, I was talking to her "And I should like to know," said Miss Hilary, warming with her Miss Hilary at last came out, but much to Elizabeth''s surprise, went Thus within an hour or two of the receipt of Mr. Ascott''s letter Hilary went into the kitchen, and told Elizabeth that "Miss Hilary has told you our future plans, Elizabeth; now we wish to perhaps, to Elizabeth," said Miss Hilary, trying to get up, a little When Miss Hilary reached home Elizabeth opened the door to her; the To-day, for the first time in her life, she had not "told Miss Hilary her sick mistress, but to wait one day, till Miss Hilary came home. Now, if Elizabeth ever looked any thing like comely, it was when she "That''s right, Elizabeth," said Miss Hilary, softly. Oh, how Elizabeth longed for Miss Hilary, for any body, who would


id: 2618
title: A House-Boat on the Styx
author: Bangs, John Kendrick
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  "All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy," said Nero, grinning "Good shot," said Doctor Johnson, nonchalantly. "Well, the laugh is on you," said Doctor Johnson. "This is a great day," said Doctor Johnson, assisting himself copiously "I don''t know," said Doctor Johnson, turning his head as he spoke so that "It sounds like a good scheme," said Shakespeare, meditatively. "I think the Poets'' Corner entirely unnecessary," said Confucius. "No personalities, please, Doctor," said Sir Walter Raleigh, the let so small a thing as that stand in his way," said Doctor Livingstone. "Very likely," said Johnson. "I''d just as lief ask him," said Doctor Johnson. "Mr. Adam isn''t here to-day, sir," he said, addressing Doctor Johnson. therefor," said Dryden, slowly, "I think in case we do have a ladies'' day "Your point is well taken," said Doctor Johnson. "There is a roof to this house-boat," said Doctor Johnson.


id: 959
title: The Lost Princess of Oz
author: Baum, L. Frank (Lyman Frank)
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  "Very well, Scraps," said Dorothy, looking curiously at the eyes, which said anything, so the little dog did not know about Ozma''s loss or that "To me," said the Bear King reflectively, "he looked like a dangerous "The Pink Bear," said the King, "is the best bit of magic I possess, the wicker castle of Ugu. On the wall of the room hung Ozma''s Magic "I didn''t see Ozma in the Magic Picture," said Trot. "Couldn''t the Little Pink Bear tell us what he did with Ozma?" asked "She''s right," said Dorothy to the Wizard. the little Pink Bear again and asked, "Is this the hole that Ozma of Oz "Your Pink Bear must be out of order," said the Wizard, "for, this time must be done," said the Wizard, and then he turned to the Lavender Bear King''s Belt," said the Wizard to Dorothy. "In Button-Bright''s pocket," said the little Pink Bear.


id: 9611
title: Joseph Andrews, Vol. 1
author: Fielding, Henry
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  which, Mr Adams privately said, he answered much better than Sir Thomas, Mr Adams," said Mrs Slipslop, "do you think my lady will suffer any word she said, answered, "Yes, madam."--"Yes, madam!" replied Mrs. Slipslop with some warmth, "Do you intend to result my passion? "Slipslop," said Lady Booby, "when did you see Joseph?" The poor woman This goodness of parson Adams brought tears into Joseph''s eyes; he "Sir," said he, turning to Adams, "this fellow''s writings (I know not concerned," says Adams, "for she was a good sort of a lady. Horatio, says the lady, was a young gentleman of a good family, bred to _A very short chapter, in which parson Adams went a great way._ _A very short chapter, in which parson Adams went a great way._ to which the other answered, "Very little."--"I see, sir," says Adams, Mr Adams," said she, "what is Mr Joseph to me?


id: 9609
title: Joseph Andrews, Vol. 2
author: Fielding, Henry
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  Joseph and Fanny, entertained them with the goodness of parson gentleman for his kind invitation, and bid Joseph and Fanny follow him, Adams, turning to Joseph, said, "How lucky is this Fanny being now risen, Joseph paid her a visit, and left Adams to the mean time, master, my service to you." Adams was going to answer goodness with a poor man."--"Child," said Adams, "I should be ashamed house, Joseph and Fanny with sleep, and Mr Abraham Adams with ale and They had not gone far before Adams, calling to Joseph, asked him, "If pleased to bid me speak," says Joseph, "you know my late master, Sir Adams was very desirous that Joseph and Fanny should mount this horse, Fanny now begged Joseph to return with her to parson Adams, and to Adams; "it savours too much of the flesh."--"Sure, sir," says Joseph, cried the parson.--"Pray, Mr Adams," says Lady Booby, "let your son read


id: 8188
title: The Mysterious Key and What It Opened
author: Alcott, Louisa May
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  your hills and come to cheer the long-deserted house of an old man like "Yes. Is Lady Trevlyn here?" was the boy''s answer, as he stood cap in lady takes no more thought of such things than a child, and Lillian to Lillian''s demands, and Paul was installed as page to the young lady. Lillian ate her nuts till Paul came to her with a hatful of late flowers "Would you like one, or a sister?" asked Paul, looking straight into her moment, Paul looking down and Lillian busy with her nosegay. When Paul spoke in that tone and wore that look, Lillian felt as if they "Is Lady Trevlyn at home, Bedford?" asked Paul, as he presented himself "No, sir, my lady and Miss Lillian went down to the Hall last night." "Because he loves you, Lillian?" asked my lady, with a frown and a half


id: 35053
title: Sarah''s First Start in Life
author: Campbell, Adelaide M. G.
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  Sarah looked across the table at Dick, whom Mrs. Brown had told about After Mr. Brown had left for his day''s work, and Sarah had cleared away in asking and answering questions, Lady James told Sarah she thought she and whilst Sarah and her father were saying the real good-bye, Dick and In a few minutes in came Mrs. Ellis, the cook, and told Sarah to hurry up as there were some pots to Poor Dick, who had come to tell Sarah of her mother''s death, did not "Now, Sarah," said Dick at last, "can you get your things and come home Dick told Sarah that his master was thinking of On the way Sarah heard Sir Alfred and Lady James going upstairs Sarah wrote a long letter to Dick, telling him all about her adventures The two days passed quickly, and Sarah went to Mrs. Sinclair''s London


id: 37463
title: The Builders
author: Glasgow, Ellen Anderson Gholson
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  looked so like an angel--well, Mrs. Blackburn is the cousin I spoke of, A few, like David Blackburn, wanted us to declare war the day "Mrs. Blackburn must be so beautiful," said Caroline presently. "And I never saw any one lovelier than Mrs. Blackburn," said Caroline, "Some people might think Mr. Blackburn good-looking, but I suppose I know too much about him." And "I was sure I could count on your sympathy." As she answered, Mrs. Blackburn stretched out her hands until they rested on Caroline''s arm. "That is so sweet of you," murmured Angelica gratefully, while Mrs. Aylett, a lovely woman, with a face like a magnolia flower and a "Miss Meade," he said abruptly, looking for the first time in Caroline''s Letty repeated the message she looked questioningly into Mrs. Blackburn''s face. "I never heard anything like the way that child runs on," said Mrs. Timberlake, turning away from the window.


id: 39705
title: The Lady of the Forest: A Story for Girls
author: Meade, L. T.
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  little cousin Philip Lovel is coming to Avonsyde to-morrow." Rupert," said Miss Griselda, nodding at Rachel as she did so. "The mother has come here to make terms," said Miss Griselda. "God grant the little boy may be the heir," she said; "but, Griselda, I "Oh, don''t, mother, don''t!" said little Phil, looking full up into his "I am glad to welcome you, Mrs. Lovel!" said Miss Griselda as she came "Come into the drawing-room," said Miss Griselda; "your little boy and Mrs. Lovel tripped out of the room, and the two old ladies looked at one Rachel would steal away from Kitty and from little Phil, "Why, Rachel," said little Phil again, "you look just as if you were "Rachel," said little Phil, "just before you came up that time I was Mrs. Lovel did not know the forest as Phil and Rachel and Kitty did.


id: 32468
title: The Last of Mrs. DeBrugh
author: Sivia, H.
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  "Letty," Mr. DeBrugh remarked between long puffs on his meerschaum, to know that after Mrs. DeBrugh and I are gone, you will be well taken Letty stopped her dusting of the chairs in Mr. DeBrugh''s oak-paneled "Letty!" came the shrill cry of Mrs. DeBrugh from down the hall. She stamped out of the room and down the hall, and Letty heard her open Letty hurried out of the room into the hall and through the open door of After that, he put Mrs. DeBrugh to bed and turned to Letty. _Mrs. DeBrugh+ and I are gone." Perhaps she would not live much longer. And then one morning Mrs. DeBrugh called Letty in to talk with her. Letty remembered Mr. DeBrugh''s promise. Sleep would not come easy, so Letty lay in bed and thought of old Mr. DeBrugh. bed as in sleep, but Letty knew, as she had known about Mr. DeBrugh,


id: 50097
title: Lady Huntworth''s Experiment: An original comedy in three acts
author: Carton, R. C. (Richard Claude)
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  (GANDY _appears with butter on tray, he comes right of table_) Make a (_takes hat and backs to_ C.) I think I won''t wait, Miss Lucy. (LUCY _rises, crosses and kisses_ MISS PILLENGER means obvious (MISS PILLENGER _crosses round and sits_ L.), she was (DORVASTON _rises, takes chair_ R., _sits and begins to load his pipe_) of table_) Gandy, will you ask Cook to come to me? (_she goes into kitchen--he crosses up to French window at_ COOK''S wish (_closes door, takes off hat, and sees_ DORVASTON, _who has turned _enters_ R., _is crossing to door, stops, comes to top of table_ R.; back door open._ COOK _takes glass tray to window, crosses and shuts to top of table, puts hat down; as he crosses_ COOK _looks at door_ L.) door, she goes out._ DORVASTON _and_ COOK _look at each other, she (_crosses down again to_ COOK) It isn''t good-bye--we''re coming


id: 43983
title: Wanted: A Cook Domestic Dialogues
author: Dale, Alan
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  "You dear silly old thing!" exclaimed Letitia to her aunt, "we shall not "I think Archie is right, Aunt Julia," said Letitia, looking up from _De "Oh, Archie!" cried Letitia, "I''m so glad you''ve come, dear. "I''m really glad, Archie," said Letitia, "that Anna is out. "My dear old day-laborer in a Tuxedo coat!" said Letitia. "But, Archie," suggested Letitia triumphantly, "Aunt Julia says that "I said ''for a moment,'' Archie," Letitia went on, "and if you interrupt, "Archie," said Letitia mysteriously, "I don''t believe that Mrs. Potzenheimer ever saw a Vanderbilt. "But, Archie, dear," said Letitia seriously, "we have none of our own." "You mustn''t talk to me like this, Archie," said Letitia, vexed, "you "I think you''re unjust, Aunt Julia," murmured Letitia; "poor Archie is "I do like her face so much," said Letitia quietly, as I looked over the "That is enough, Archie," said Letitia, doing like the heroines in the


id: 44319
title: Miss Heck''s Thanksgiving Party; or, Topsy Up To Date
author: Munsell, Ida Hamilton
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  Miss Heck''s Thanksgiving Party or, Topsy Up to Date. MISS HECK''S THANKSGIVING PARTY; extraordinary character of Miss Myra Heck! heroines, Miss Heck would long since have won the world-wide renown not at one time or another availed themselves of Miss Heck''s services. so that Miss Myra could easily reign as the bright particular star ability possessed by Miss Heck, her employers have shut their eyes to Miss Myra sat upon the floor of her mother''s dingy little parlor deeply Miss Myra had enjoyed her freedom now for seven whole days; she had hue of the ebony face, and Miss Myra, who was a sensitive young woman, At the head of the table stood Miss Myra herself. But such a Miss Myra! Be this as it may, at Miss Myra''s Thanksgiving For many and many a day the glories of Miss Heck''s Thanksgiving party so very conspicuous and magnificent a part; and by this time Miss Heck


id: 47003
title: Dimbie and I—and Amelia
author: Barnes-Grundy, Mabel
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  "A soft damp west wind will make a woman look ten years younger," said "Just a little small," said Dimbie cheerfully. "Good afternoon, sir," said Dimbie in an extinguishing voice. "Please finish," said Dimbie, "or I shall miss my train." "I think he was right there," said Dimbie. "Only four more days, dear one," Dimbie has said hopefully. "When I said, ''Giving it away,''" Dimbie explained, hedging, "I meant Amelia has said, with her nose in the air, "Seems to think I am just "All young married people want to know that of their friends," he said "Matches!" said Nanty sternly, and Amelia produced a box like lightning. "Dimbie knows his duty as well as any man," I said stiffly. "How did you like General Macintosh, Amelia?" asked Dimbie. "You are a strategist, Amelia," said Dimbie. DIMBIE TAKES PETER AND AMELIA IN HAND DIMBIE TAKES PETER AND AMELIA IN HAND


id: 43042
title: The Expert Maid-Servant
author: Herrick, Christine Terhune
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  simplifying the work of a household and gives a maid a feeling of At the time of engaging the maid, the mistress should make stipulations to permit the maid to come in before the work is properly performed. mistress to make clear as time goes on and the maid becomes accustomed Since the duties of the maid-of-all-work are what they are, the mistress In most families where but one maid is employed the mistress of the breakfast while the family is eating, but most maids and mistresses seem If the mistress of the house dusts the chambers, the maid When the bath-room work is finished, the maid may return to the kitchen, In a book that deals with the work of the maid-servant it is not worth When the mistress neglects matters in this way the maid-servant is not are not used, the maid comes to the door of the room where the mistress


id: 42768
title: Much Ado About Peter
author: Webster, Jean
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  wouldn''t work any longer in a place like that; Mrs. Carter was an old He was able to sit up and look about again by the time that Mrs. Carter ordered the meeting of the second maid. Peter hastily turned his eyes away lest he look too long. while Peter''s and Nora''s eyes anxiously scanned Mrs. Carter''s face. "Peter," said Mrs. Carter, as they trotted out of the club-house gateway "She''s a trifle skittish, sir," said Peter, in his old-time "He ain''t so bad looking," Annie commented one day, as she and Peter Peter studied Vittorio, a new look in his eyes. "Wait a moment, Peter," Miss Ethel called from the veranda, as he was eyes and peered closely; one of the boys was Bobby Carter, and Peter "Annie?" Peter looked as if he had never heard the name before. Peter looked mutinous, but the eyes of Mrs. Carter were upon him, and he


id: 42754
title: Good References
author: Rath, E. J.
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  "Oh--I''m sorry," said the young woman, looking at Mary. "Your social secretary," said Aunt Caroline. "No Marshall ever sneaks in anywhere," said Aunt Caroline, with a trace When Mary Wayne stood in the presence of Aunt Caroline she wondered if "Miss Norcross, I believe," said Aunt Caroline. "I admit I merely ask from curiosity," said Aunt Caroline, yet besides, Aunt Caroline hasn''t said anything about your going to work, as "William," said Aunt Caroline, "this is Miss Norcross." sun-parlor room on the second floor," said Aunt Caroline. "I thought, sir," said Pete, still watching Mary, "that unless you were On her way out Mary remembered that she wanted to speak to Aunt Caroline "Mary," said Nell, "inside of the Marshall house you may be a marvelous "Bishop," said Aunt Caroline, "this is the young man of whom I spoke." "Why, he knows your valet, William," said Aunt Caroline.


id: 45870
title: Gold, Gold, in Cariboo! A Story of Adventure in British Columbia
author: Phillipps-Wolley, Clive
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  "Guess he is right, Ned. Come along, you lazy old beggar!" cried Chance. "It''s a true bill about Cruickshank, old man," Corbett said. Steve Chance and Ned Corbett, their last dollar invested in a doubtful time Ned floored his man, for though Bub knew very little of the use of As his pack-train wound away along the trail from Douglas, Ned Corbett From noon of the day upon which Ned Corbett and old Roberts strode out "No, old man, I don''t think we can," replied Ned, straining his eyes "I believe you are right, Ned. Come, Phon, one more effort!" and Steve "I say, Ned, this looks more like a Chinese camp than a white man''s, dollars troubled Ned Corbett as little as it troubled Steve Chance. The speakers were our old friends Ned Corbett and Steve Chance, and when like yourself, and Steve looked curiously into Ned''s face.


id: 46760
author: Swift, Jonathan
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  It suits our masters: good, i''fegs! ''Twas all with ''drinking Master''s health.'' To leave _you_ out--''tis downright shameful! So blends the Servant with the Master, Of what are called ''good Valets'' places.'' May like you better than his Lady, To such a Lord or Lady''s kindness; Take care that ev''ry body know shall Our Masters need on like occasions: As you shall think both fit and ''meat.'' How should your Lord or Lady know Think that your Master scarcely suffers When your own Master gets the like, Leave the door open to save knocking, Fortune, at times, makes her approach, man, Let sober Judges, then, give way, Let all things (for a time) be shown To think--whichever way to view it-THERE is no servant like the Steward, Tell Master that they''re getting old, Let every servant feel as great, Of course you think it just and fit

title:
  Hints to Servants Being a Poetical and Modernised Version of Dean Swift''s Celebrated "Directions to Servants"


id: 57319
title: San Isidro
author: Crowninshield, Schuyler, Mrs.
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  Agueda turned away and entered the comidor, leaving Don Beltran looking "My little Agueda," she had said--stopped short, and sighed. Beltran had laid his hand on Agueda''s shoulder as he would have done "I never heard the Señor say that," said Agueda, with the air of one who "Oh, no, Señor," said Agueda, smiling frankly. "I should like to see Aneta, Señora," said Agueda. "I wish that you could come down to the river," said Agueda. "No, Señor," said Agueda, looking down. "Beltran," said Agueda, with a happy smile. "I think the padre is away," said Agueda, looking down. "The Señor Silencio?" said Raquel, breathless, her eyes flashing with a "I do not know that Don Beltran," said Raquel. "Shall I show the Señorita to her room?" asked Agueda of Beltran. "Agueda," said Beltran, "bring my mother''s cross here, will you? Agueda?" said Beltran. Beltran looked at Agueda, and then down at Felisa.


