If ye saw her face, Shusy, as I said this! She knows in her heart that she could n't get on at all without me. Not a word of a furrin lingo can she say; and I 'm obleeged to traduce her meanin' to all the other sarvants! And, indeed, that's the way I become such an iligant linguist; and it's no differ to me now between talkin' French and Jarman,—I make them just the same!
I was n't in my room when Mary Anne was after me.
"Ain't you a fool, Betty?" says she, puttin' a hand on my shoulder.
"Maybe I am, miss," says I; "but there 's others fools as well as me!"
"But I mean," says she, "isn't it silly to fall out with mamma,—that was always so good, and so kind, and so fond of you?"
I saw at once, Shusy, how the wind was, and so I just went on folding up my collars and settling my things without a word.
"I 'm sure," says she, "you could n't leave her in a faraway country like this!"
"The dearest friends must part, miss," says I.
"Not to speak of your own desolate and deserted condition," says she.
"There's them that won't lave me dissolute and disconsoled, miss," says I. And with that, Shusy, I told her that Taddy Hetzler had made me honorable proposals.