"But you 'd not think of Taddy," says she. "He 's only a herd," says she.
"We must take what we can get, miss," says I, "and be thanklul in this life."
And she blushed red up to the eyes, Shusy; for she knew well what I meant by that!
"But a nice girl, and a purty girl like you, Betty," says she, "slendering" me, "is n't it throwing yourself away? Sure, ye have only to wait a little to make an iligant match here on the Continent. Don't be precipitouous," says she, "but see the effect you'll make with that beautiful pink gownd;" and here, Shusan, she gave me all as one as a bran new silk of the mistress's, with five flounces, and lace trim-mins down the front! It's what they call glassy silk, and shines like it!
"I 'm sorry, miss," says I, "that as I took the mistress's warnin', I'm obleeged to refuse you."
"Nonsense, Betty," says she; "I'll arrange all that."
"But my feelins, miss,—my feelins."
"Well, I'll even engage to smoothe these," says she, laughing.
And so, Shusy, I had to laugh too; for my nature is always to be easy and complyiant; and when anybody means well to me, they can do what they plaze with me. It's a weak part in my character, but I can't help it "I'm not able to be selfish, Miss Mary Anne," says I.
"No, Betty, that you are not," says she, patting my cheek.