“Oh, anywheres convenient. I don’t care where I sit.”
The other members of the family party greeted the visitor, and then seated themselves at the table.
The visitor was voluble, as usual, praising everything she tasted, and eating heartily of every dish.
When they all arose from the table, she shook the crumbs off her lap on the floor, turned to her hostess, and said:
“Now, old ’oman, if you’ve got any sewing to do, here’s the hands that can do it. I ain’t one to sit down and eat the bread of idleness, I tell you. So, if you have got any stockings to darn, or shirts to patch, or anything else to be done in the way of making or mending, just give it to me, and I’ll earn my keep, I tell you.”
Mrs. Force was so taken by surprise at this speech that she had to pause before replying:
“I thank you very much, but I should not like to trouble you.”
“Trouble! Why, you precious ninny, it would be the greatest of pleasure to me. Ain’t I making myself at home here? Same as one of you? Go along with you! Get me something to do!”
“Many thanks, but I fear I cannot find anything to-day.”
“I’ll find something, mamma,” Wynnette exclaimed, coming to the rescue. Turning to Mrs. Anglesea, she said: