Cherry went up-stairs to see if Mrs. Seymour should want her to do anything before she went to bed.—p. 195.
"Very much, sir," she answered, smiling.
"My servants are busy just then, and I do not like my steps to be cleaned after eight o'clock. You see, my house being a doctor's, people begin to come early."
"I could be there as early as you like, sir," said Cherry, looking towards Meg for confirmation.
"Yes," answered Meg, "and I'm much obliged to you for thinking of her, sir."
"Oh, as to that, she may as well have it as any one else. It is two shillings a week, and not very hard work."
After arranging that Cherry should begin the next morning, he bade them good day, and went off to finish his rounds.
"Oh, mother-Meg, did you ever think I could have anything so nice?" asked Cherry, kneeling down by her side, and laying her head on Dickie's lap.