"
"So do I," was my independent answer; "and now, if you please, I think I
will lay baby in his cot, as he will sleep more soundly there, and then
it will be time to get Joyce ready for her dinner," for, in spite of my
cap, I had already forgotten to say "Miss Joyce," or to call my mistress
"ma'am," though I have reason to know that Mrs. Morton was not at all
displeased with the omission.
"It might have been a princess in disguise waiting on my children,
Merle," she said to me, many months afterwards. But I knew nothing of
the secret amusement with which my mistress watched me as she stood by
the nursery fire in her furs, warming herself; I only knew that I loved
to see her there, for from the first moment my heart had gone out to
her. She was so beautiful and gentle; but it was not only that.
Baby woke just as I was putting him in his cot, and I had some little
trouble in lulling him to sleep again. Hannah was dressing Joyce, and as
soon as she had finished, I tried to make friends with the child. She
was very shy at first, but I called Snap, and made a great fuss over
him. I was just beginning to make way, when the gong summoned Mrs.
Morton to luncheon, and soon after that the nursery dinner was served.
Hannah waited upon us very nicely, and then took her place at the table.
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