Castle Richmond by Anthony Trollope
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seed 'em all born, sir--that is, the young ladies and Mr. Herbert.
And as for her ladyship, I didn't see her born, in course, for we're both of an age. But it comes much to the same thing, like." "Exactly, exactly; you are quite one of themselves, as Sir Thomas's sister said to me just now. 'Mrs. Jones is quite one of ourselves.' Those were her very words." "I'm sure I'm much obliged to Miss Letty." "Well, as I was saying, a great sorrow has come upon them all, Mrs. Jones. Now, will you tell me this--do you know what it is? Can you guess at all? Do the servants know, down-stairs?" "I'd rather not be guessing on any such matters, Mr. Pendrergrass. And as for them, if they were impudent enough for the like, they'd never dare to tell me. Them Irish servants is very impudent betimes, only they're good at the heart too, and there isn't one'd hurt a dog belonging to the family." "I am sure they would not," said Mr. Prendergast. "But you yourself, you don't know what this trouble is?" "Not a know," said Mrs. Jones, looking down and smoothing her apron. "Well, now. Of course you understand, Mrs. Jones--and I must explain this to you to account for my questions. Of course you understand that I am here as Sir Thomas's friend, to set certain matters right for him if I can." |
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