"In course she wos, sir."
"Where?"
"In this 'ouse, sir. That's why I'm 'ere now."
And that, thought I, looking down at the cat, is why I am here now. I glanced at Bob; the revelation that poor Barbara's sister was in domestic service with the last tenant had brought a flush of expectation into his face.
CHAPTER XVIII.
[MOLLY.]
I continued the conversation.
"That must be a long time ago, Barbara?"
"Oh, yes, sir; ever so long ago."
"What was the name of her master?"