“He’s quite the gentleman, and has most charming manners, that everyone acknowledges,” said Mrs. Ashbrook, to her serving maid, “and is so greatly interested in farming matters.”
“He knows a great deal more of farming and things of that sort than people suppose,” returned Kitty. “Don’t ’ee mek any mistake, missus—he aint the greenhorn you imagine.”
“I never said he was a greenhorn, you foolish girl,” said Patty, a little petulantly.
“Well, mum, it aint no business of mine; but I think——”
She paused suddenly.
“Well, what do you think?”
“I shouldn’t like to say.”
“And why not?”
“Ye might be a bit offended. But I don’t think as how he’s the man you and master tek ’im to be—’scuse my plain speaking.”
“Ah, you are prejudiced, and don’t understand people of his class. It is not at all likely you should be able to do so.”