Crazy Radio eBooks

'Well, if we've really to speak out what we think, Miss--that's Cook
and me--why, of course, the feeding here--well, it's a scandal!
that's what it is. The Master will have it. No change, he says, from
what it used to be. And the waste--well, you ask Cook! _She_ can't
help it!'
'Has she been here long, Forest?'
'Fifteen years.'
'And you?'
'Twenty-two, Miss.'
'Well, Forest,' Miss Bremerton approached him confidingly, 'don't
you think that you, and Cook, and I--you know Mr. Mannering wishes
me to do the housekeeping--well, that between us we could do
something?'
Forest considered it.
'I don't see why not, Miss,' he said at last, with caution. 'You can
reckon on me, that's certain, and on Cook, that's certain too. As
for the young uns, we can get round them! They'll eat what they're
given. But you'll have to go careful with the Squire.'
Miss Bremerton smiled and nodded. They stood colloguing in the
twilight for ten minutes more.


CHAPTER III

'I say, Pamela, who _is_ this female, and why has she descended on
us?'
The speaker was Desmond Mannering.


Pages:
49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73