"Yes, I presume William, the second man, gave you your breakfast.
James is too grand to serve breakfast."

"Do I need so many men around?"

"No, I really don't suppose you do, Miss Doane; but Mr. Doane kept a
big household and he left in his will that the house should be kept
up exactly the same as when he was here. But don't you worry about
that. That is father's business. You don't have to bother a bit about
it. All you have to do is to enjoy yourself. Now, what would you like
to do? Is there anything you want?"

Drusilla looked at her a moment and then said, half laughingly, half
apologetically:

"I'd like--I'd like--"

She stopped, and Daphne came over to her.

"What would you like, Miss Doane? I'm here to do anything you wish."

"You won't think I'm a vain old woman if I tell you?"

"Why, certainly not. Tell me."

"Well--well--I was thinkin' this mornin' when I dressed that I
didn't seem to fit in with the house. When I saw my pretty gray room,
all so light and--and--beautiful--and when I saw myself in the
lookin'-glass with my old black dress, I thought--I wished--"