'I wish I had to look after her when she is at work.' 'I didn't notice any neglect.

The tea wasn't very well made, perhaps.' 'My dear child! the room is in a disgraceful state--never dusted, never cleaned--oh dear!' Alma laughed.
'I'm quite sure, Mamma, you are much happier now--in one way--than when you never had to think of such things.

You have a genius for domestic operations.

When I have a house of my own I shall be rather afraid of you.' 'Oh, of course you will have good servants, my dear.' 'How often have I to tell you, Mamma, that we're not going to live in that way at all! The simplest possible furniture, the simplest possible meals--_everything_ subordinate to the higher aims and pleasures.' 'But you must have servants, Alma! You can't sweep the rooms yourself, and do the cooking ?' 'I'm thinking about it,' the girl answered gravely.

'Of course, I shall not waste my time in coarse labour; but I feel sure we shall need only one servant--a competent, trustworthy woman, after your own heart.