Fan : the story of a young girl's life by W. H. (William Henry) Hudson
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with a little laugh, "What can I do with you, Fan?"
Fan was troubled at this, and glanced anxiously at the other's face, only to drop her eyes abashed again; but at last, plucking up a little courage, she said: "Will you please let me do something in the house, ma'am?" And after a few moments she added, "I wish I could do something, and--and be your servant." Miss Starbrow laughed again, and then frowned a little and sat silent for some time. "The fact is," she said at length, "now that you are here I don't quite know what to do with you. However, that doesn't signify. I took you for my own pleasure, and it doesn't make much difference to have you in the house, and if it did I shouldn't care. But you must look after yourself for the present, as I have just got rid of one servant and there are only two to do everything. They are anxious for me not to engage a third just now, and prefer to do all the work themselves, which means, I suppose, that there will be more plunder to divide between them." "And can't I help, ma'am?" said Fan, whose last words had not yet been answered. "I fancy you would look out of place doing housework," said Miss Starbrow. "It strikes me that you are not suited for that sort of thing. If it hadn't been so, I shouldn't have noticed you. The only way in which I should care to employ you would be as lady's-maid, and for that you are unfit. Perhaps I shall have you taught needlework and that kind of thing |
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