Mrs. Spruce curtseyed dutifully and withdrew. The close cross-
examination she had undergone respecting Leach had convinced her of
two things,--firstly, that her new mistress, though such a
childlike-looking creature, was no fool,--and secondly, that though
she was perfectly gentle, kind, and even affectionate in her manner,
she evidently had a will of her own, which it seemed likely she
would enforce, if necessary, with considerable vigour and
imperativeness. And so the worthy old housekeeper decided that on
the whole it would be well to be careful--to mind one's P's and Q's
as it were,--to pause before rushing pell-mell into a flood of
unpremeditated speech, and to pay the strictest possible attention
to her regular duties.
"Then m'appen we'll stay on in the old place," she considered; "But
if we doos those things which we ought not to have done, as they sez
in the prayer-book, we'll get the sack in no time, for all that she
looks so smilin' and girlie-like."
And so profound were her cogitations on this point that she actually
forgot to give her husband the sound rating she had prepared for him
concerning the part he had taken in bringing Josey Letherbarrow up
to the Manor. Returning from the village in some trepidation, that
harmless man was allowed to go to bed and sleep in peace, with no
more than a reminder shrilled into his ears to be 'up with the dawn,
as Miss Maryllia would be about early.'
Maryllia herself, meanwhile, quite unconscious that her small
personality had made any marked or tremendous effect upon her
domestics, retired to rest in happy mood. She was glad to be in her
own home, and still more glad to find herself needed there.
"I've been an absolutely useless creature up till now," she said,
shaking down her hair, after the maid Nancy had disrobed her and
left her for the night. "The fact is, there never was a more utterly
idle and nonsensical creature in the world than I am! I've done
nothing but dress and curl my hair, and polish my face, and dance,
and flirt and frivol the time away. Now, if I only am able to save
five historical old trees, I shall have done something useful;--
something more than half the women I know would ever take the
trouble to do. For, of course, I suppose I shall have a row,--or as
Aunt Emily would say 'words,'--with the agent. All the better! I
love a fight,--especially with a man who thinks himself wiser than I
am! That is where men are so ridiculous,--they always think
themselves wiser than women, even though some of them can't earn
their own living except through a woman's means. Lots of men will
take a woman's money, and sneer at her while spending it! I know
them!" And she nestled into her bed, with a little cosy cuddling
movement of her soft white shoulders; "'Take all and give nothing!'
is the motto of modern manhood;--I don't admire it,--I don't endorse
it; I never shall! The true motto of love and chivalry should be
'Give all--take nothing'!"
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