Kirsteen, still very dubious as to the probable issue of these remarks, looked in Miss Jean’s face with a smile and shook her head. “Well, I will not say but what I think you very well able to manage your own affairs. Miss Kirsteen, that was a very clever thing ye did to-day.” “What was the clever thing?” asked Kirsteen surprised. “Just to turn those leddies over in that prideful way to me, as if they were not good enough to trouble our heads about. My word,” cried Miss Jean with a laugh, “but ye made them dight their eyne, if ye will excuse a vulgar phrase. I’m thinking yon’s the way to deal with newcomers,” she said after a little pause. “Well,” said Kirsteen, “there is nobody so good as you, so far as I can hear, in all London. And it’s a favour ye do them, to keep on and take all the trouble when ye have no need for it.” “I would not just say that--that I’ve no need--though I have put something by. And I would not say either that there was nobody so good. I’ve been good enough in my day, but I’m getting old--or at least older,” said Miss Jean. “We’re all older to-day than we were yesterday,” said Kirsteen cheerfully. “Ay, but in my case it’s more than that. I could never have struck out yon invention of yours for Lady Chatty with the silver gauze--though I saw it was just most beautiful when ye did it. And what’s more, I could never have gotten the better of those leddies like you--I see it all, nobody clearer. Ye’re just a gentlewoman ye see, Miss Kirsteen, and that’s above a common person, whatever anybody may say.” “So far as I can see it makes very little difference,” said Kirsteen, contradicting however the assurance in her own heart. “It makes a great deal of difference; it gives a freedom in treating them that I cannot help feeling are my superiors. Well; this is just what I have to propose. Ye will not go home whatever anybody may say. And ye will not mairry, though I hear he’s just a very nice gentleman. And ye will get cleverer and cleverer every day as ye get more knowledge of the world. It’s just this, Miss Kirsteen; that you and me, we should enter into partnership and carry on the business together. And I think,” said Miss Jean with modest confidence and a triumphant light in her eyes, “that between us we could just face the world.” “Into partnership!” cried Kirsteen in astonishment. “Say nothing hastily, my dear--just go to your bed upon it. And we will not compromise an honoured name. We’ll say Miss Brown and Miss Kirsteen--the English, who are very slow at the uptake, will think it’s your family name, and that will compromise nobody,” Miss Jean said. CHAPTER III.