"I didn't know."
"I am, then. You'll get nothing beyond wholesome food with me. And I'm not sure it is wholesome always. The butchers are scoundrels, and the bakers are worse. What used you to do at Lady Fawn's?"
"I still did lessons with the two youngest girls."
"You won't have any lessons to do here, unless you do 'em with me. You had a salary there?"
"Oh yes."
"Fifty pounds a year, I suppose."
"I had eighty."
"Had you, indeed; eighty pounds;—and a coach to ride in!"
"I had a great deal more than that, Lady Linlithgow."
"How do you mean?"