“No, sir; but he’s in charge of the house.”
“Johann turned housemaid?”
The little girl was brimming over with gossip.
“Well, there are no others,” said she. “There’s not a woman there—not as a servant, I mean. They do say—but perhaps it’s false, sir.”
“Let’s have it for what it’s worth,” said I.
“Indeed, I’m ashamed to tell you, sir.”
“Oh, see, I’m looking at the ceiling.”
“They do say there is a lady there, sir; but, except for her, there’s not a woman in the place. And Johann has to wait on the gentlemen.”
“Poor Johann! He must be overworked. Yet I’m sure he could find half an hour to come and see you.”
“It would depend on the time, sir, perhaps.”