"I've come to the reception."
"Oh!" I said.
"Master said me and 'Melia could hear their health drunk—the bride and bridegroom's."
"But they are not here yet."
"No," she said, still staring at me unwaveringly.
"Where's Amelia?" The Help alarmed me.
"'Melia's gone to the wedding, and then she's going to run 'ome before the others to make the tea and coffee."
"Couldn't you make it?" I cried with sudden relief.
"No, 'Melia's going to make it. She said I was to look after you and see that you wanted for nothin'."
"I don't require anything, thank you; if I do, I will ring."