“There is no question here of your likes or dislikes, but of the orders you will receive from me. Do you know the picture next to the one of your mistress?”
“We have been told that it is our master, Lord Elliot.”
Lord Elliot advanced nearer the picture, and stood beneath it. “Do you know me now?” said he.
The servants examined him critically for a time, then whispered and consulted together.
“Now do you know me?” repeated Lord Elliot.
“We think we have the honor of seeing his excellency, Lord Elliot,” said the waiter.
“Yes, Lord Elliot,” repeated the lady’s-maid, the house-girl, and the cook, bowing respectfully.
He ordered them to enter the room. Tremblingly they obeyed him.
“Are these all the servants, or are there any more of you?” said he.
“No one but the nurse, who is with the little lady, and the coach-man who is in the stable.”