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Cunnings was the next person who interfered with Jenny in her little
arrangements. ‘Ye maunna shift the ornaments in the rooms,’ the old
servant said with stolid impassiveness, which might have meant anything
or nothing to Jenny, whom she caught abstracting an agate patch-box
and a pair of silver lazy tongs from the drawing-room--and a gold
and tortoise-shell snuff-box, and a shagreen case which might have
suited a pair of Moses Primrose’s gross of green spectacles, from the
dining-room. ‘Mair by token that flowered pelerine which I heard you
borrow from young Mrs. Ramsay that you micht wear it at a friend’s
house in Craigie, was sent down by smack frae Lon’on as a gift from
the laird to his leddy. It is not my place to interfere wi’ ony favour
young Mrs. Ramsay may chuse to grant, but I will tak’ it upon me as
an auld servant, weel acquent wi’ the ways of the family, to say that
the laird may no tak’ it weel from her to bestow his gift, even in the
licht o’ a len’ on anither woman. I’ll also say as a frien’ to baith,
that whatever may have been fitting eneuch aince on a time, in the
niffer o’ bunches o’ ribands and strings o’ beads and sic worthless
troke o’ lasses when you were equals, the fine pelerine, noo shuitable
for Drumsheugh’s leddy, is hardly the wear for a young woman even in
upper service like you or me, Jenny Hedderwick.’
Jenny snuffed the air with her upturned nose, and her eyes shot out
an ominous flash, but she thanked Cunnings with the greatest apparent
friendliness and respect. She had taken the accurate measure of the
older woman in her strength and weakness, for such natures as Jenny’s
seldom fail to gauge the flaws of their neighbours. Accordingly in
the week following this incident, Jenny betrayed symptoms of falling
into an ailing state of health, languished, and stood clearly in need
of the ale-saps and bread-berry, the white wine, whey possets, and
warm drinks for which Peggy, in her anxiety and affection, furnished
abundant materials; while Cunnings prepared the food and drink for the
threatened invalid, disinterestedly to begin with.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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