'In the library,' was the answer, and to the library Susy went, entering the room without knocking, much to the amazement of Edith Longworth, who sat near the window with a book in her lap. But further surprise was in store for the lady of the house. The housemaid closed the door, and then, selecting a comfortable chair, threw herself down into it, exclaiming: 'Oh dear me! I'm so tired.' 'Susy,' said Miss Longworth, 'what is the meaning of this?' 'It means, mum,' said Susy, 'that I'm going to chuck it.' 'Going to _what_?' asked Miss Longworth, amazed. 'Going to chuck it. Didn't you understand? Going to give up my situation. I'm tired of it.' 'Very well,' said the young woman, rising, 'you may give notice in the proper way. You have no right to come into this room in this impudent manner. Be so good as to go to your own room.' 'My!' said Susy, 'you can do the dignified! I must practise and see if I can accomplish an attitude like that. If you were a little prettier, Miss Longworth, I should call that striking;' and the girl threw back her head and laughed. Something in the laugh aroused Miss Longworth's recollection, and a chill of fear came over her; but, looking at the girl again, she saw she was mistaken. Susy jumped up, still laughing, and drew a pin from the little cap she wore, flinging it on the chair; then she pulled off her wig, and stood before Edith Longworth her natural self. 'Miss Brewster!' gasped the astonished Edith. 'What are you doing in my house in that disguise?' 'Oh,' said Jennie, 'I'm an amateur housemaid. How do you think I have acted the part? Now sit down, Miss Dignity, and I will tell you something about your own family. I thought you were a set of rogues, and now I can prove it.' 'Will you leave my house this instant?' cried Edith, in anger. 'I shall not listen to you.' 'Oh yes, you will,' said Jennie, 'for I shall follow your own example, and not let you out until you do hear what I have to tell you.' Saying which the amateur housemaid skipped nimbly to the door, and placed her back against it. CHAPTER XXVII. Jennie Brewster stood with her back to the door, a sweet smile on her face. 'This is my day for acting, Miss Longworth. I think I did the _rôle_ of housemaid so well that it deceived several members of this family. I am now giving an imitation of yourself in your thrilling drama, "All at Sea." Don't you think I do it most admirably?' 'Yes,' said Edith, sitting down again. 'I wonder you did not adopt the stage as a profession.' 'I have often thought of doing so, but journalism is more exciting.' 'Perhaps. Still, it has its disappointments. When I gave my thrilling drama, as you call it, on shipboard, I had my stage accessories arranged to better advantage than you have now.' 'Do you mean the putting off of the boat?'