Isabel seldom roused herself to understand anything about her
servants; but she liked Marianne, and was glad Clara should have her,
since she was not strong enough to undertake nursery cares. She
believed it had not agreed with her to sit up late. Compunction for
having been the cause had never dawned on Isabel's mind.

Charlotte was to remain at Dynevor Terrace; James and Isabel wished
to keep her, and Mrs. Beckett thought her sufficiently indoctrinated
with her ways to have some chance of going on well. 'Besides,' as
Jane said, 'I can't be accountable for taking her into that large
family, until I see what company there may be. She's a well-behaved
girl enough, but she's too pretty and too simple-like for me to have
her among the common run of servants. I'll see what I can do for
her, when I see what sort of a housekeeper it is.'

And Jane gave Charlotte infinite injunctions, varying from due care
of the 'chaney images' to reserve with mankind. 'Because you see,
Charlotte' she said, 'you'll be terribly forsaken. Mrs. James, poor
dear!--she would not know if the furniture weren't rubbed once in ten
years; but you must make it a pride to yourself to be faithful.'

'I am faithful!' cried Charlotte. 'I never cared for that traitor,
Delaford, and his guitar; but I could not get rid of him. And I'll
tell you what--I'll seal up his fine red book, and all his verses;
and you shall leave them in London as you go through, with my
compliments. I think that will be proper and scornful.'

'Hoity-toity! That's what she's at! The best thing you can do too,
Charlotte; and I'm glad that you've too much spirit to pine like poor
Marianne. I'd take my affidavit that if the crowner could sit upon