“Because his wife may be dying, Mr. Burble.”
“Fevers and such comes from Providence, Aggie. I holds tight to Providence, I do. And I don’t hold wi’ talk agen the quality. That was never my way.”
Timothy came back.
“What be saying?” he asked.
Nicodemus wagged his head solemnly.
“I don’t hold wi’ talk agen the quality, Tim. Her ladyship spends money on we wi’ both hands.”
“You tell me how much she spends,” sneered Timothy.
“I dunno.”
“I can tell you,” said Agatha. “I was her secretary. I know all about her doles.”
“Doles? What be doles, Aggie?”