BERTA.

Well, but there's another thing, Miss. I'm so mortally afraid I
shan't be able to suit the young mistress.


MISS TESMAN.

Oh well--just at first there may be one or two things---


BERTA.

Most like she'll be terrible grand in her ways.


MISS TESMAN.

Well, you can't wonder at that--General Gabler's daughter! Think of
the sort of life she was accustomed to in her father's time. Don't
you remember how we used to see her riding down the road along with
the General? In that long black habit--and with feathers in her hat?


BERTA.

Yes, indeed--I remember well enough!--But, good Lord, I should never
have dreamt in those days that she and Master George would make a
match of it.