“The covered basket, marm; it’s in the pantry.”
“Silly, when I have finished what I want to say, I will tell you to go.”
“Then you don’t want the covered basket, marm?”
“Get the covered basket, put in it the ham that was left at dinner, a pair of chickens I cooked this morning, a couple of mince pies, and a loaf of bread. Do you understand?”
“Yes marm. Basket, ham, chickens, mince pie, bread,” said Silly, briskly.
“Very well. Those are for Mrs. Sleeper, with my compliments.”
“Yes marm. Basket and all?”
“Bring back the basket, of course. Now go—”
“Yes, marm;” and Silly made a third dart doorward.