“I hear you've been tellin' Dan he'll have to go,” said the chambermaid.
“Yes,” answered Mrs. Brent, “but I fail to see what business it is of yours.”
“Dan's me cousin, ma'am.”
“That's nothing to me. He has been impertinent to Master Philip, and afterward to me.”
“I know all about it, ma'am. He told me.”
“Then you understand why he must leave. He will do well to be more respectful in his next place.”
“It wasn't his fault, ma'am, accordin' to what he told me.”
“No doubt!” sneered Mrs. Brent. “It is hardly likely that he would admit himself to be in fault.”
“Dan's a good, truthful boy, ma'am.”
“What did he tell you?”