For the first two weeks of its life the motherly-hearted Irish woman gave an hour every day to the bathing and dressing of the babe, while Irma, the little girl of Paulina's household, watched in wide-eyed wonder and delight; watched to such purpose, indeed, that before the two weeks had gone Mrs.Fitzpatrick felt that to the little girl's eager and capable hands the baby might safely be entrusted.
"It's the ould-fashioned little thing she is," she confided to her husband, Timothy.

"Tin years, an' she has more sinse in the hair outside av her head than that woman has in the brains inside av hers.

It's aisy seen she's no mother of hers--ye can niver get canary burrds from owls' eggs.

And the strength of her," she continued, to the admiring and sympathetic Timothy, "wid her white face and her burnin' brown eyes!" And so it came that every day, no matter to what depths the thermometer might fall, the little white-faced, white-haired Russian girl with the "burnin'" brown eyes brought Paulina's baby to be inspected by Mrs.Fitzpatrick's critical eye.
Before a year had passed Irma had won an assured place in the admiration and affection of not only Mrs.Fitzpatrick, but of her husband, Timothy, as well.
But of Paulina the same could not be said, for with the passing months she steadily descended in the scale of Mrs.Fitzpatrick's regard.
Paulina was undoubtedly slovenly.

Her attempts at housekeeping--if housekeeping it could be called--were utterly contemptible in the eyes of Mrs.Fitzpatrick.These defects, however, might have been pardoned, and with patience and perseverance might have been removed, but there were conditions in Paulina's domestic relations that Mrs.Fitzpatrick could not forgive.