I wish you'd sit down too--somehow it worries me to see you standing there.
You'll be tempted to cut your story short." Pegler smiled a thin little smile.

In the last twelve years Miss Farrow had several times invited her to sit down, but of course she had always refused, being one that knew her place.

She had only sat in Miss Farrow's presence during the days and nights when she had nursed her mistress through a serious illness--then, of course, everything had been different, and she had had to sit down sometimes.
"The day before yesterday--that is the evening Miss Bubbles arrived, ma'am--after I'd dressed you and you'd gone downstairs, and I'd unpacked for Miss Bubbles, I went into my room and thought how pleasant it looked.

The curtains was drawn, and there was a nice fire, as you know, ma'am, which Mr.Varick so kindly ordered for me, and which I've had the whole week.

Also, I will say for Annie that even if she is a temporary, she is a good housemaid, making the girls under her do their work properly." Pegler drew a long breath.