Andrew. Oh no, ma'am! You are all kindness and goodness; neither proud, scolding, nor brutal; but everybody is not like you.
Mrs. L. Do the other servants impose upon you?
Andrew. Oh dear, no, ma'am! they are good and honest.
Mrs. L. What do you complain of, then?
Andrew. Why, ma'am, since I have begun, I will go on. Every man who respects himself, takes a pride in his work. If he is a gardener, he likes to hear people say, "There is a capital garden! Those vegetable beds are very nicely kept!" Well, it makes me mad to see your money and my work all wasted and destroyed.
Mrs. L. But how?
Andrew. That's just it. I know how, and you don't.
Mrs. L. Will you tell me?
Andrew. Well, it's Master Ned.