At the sight of the gentleman, who, she was informed, was the master of the house, La Fleur bowed her head, cast down her eyes, smiled and courtesied.
Mrs.Drane drew Ralph aside.
"That is La Fleur, who used to be our cook.

She is a kind old body, who takes the greatest interest in our welfare.

She is greatly pleased to find us in such delightful quarters, but she has queer notions, and now she wants very much to call on your cook.

I don't know that this is the right thing, and I have been looking for your sister, to ask her if she objects to it, but I think she is not in the house." "Oh, bless me!" exclaimed Ralph, "she will not mind in the least.

Let the good woman go down and see Molly Tooney, and if she can give her some points about cooking, I am sure we shall all be delighted." "Oh, she would not do that," said Mrs.Drane.