"Gladly," he returned, looking down at her.
"Turn away every servant in your house." He looked blank and dismayed.
"They are as bad a lot as ever were brought together," she said. "They are neither honest nor truthful, nor in any sense respectable. There is not one of them that is worth trying to reform. I don't wonder you are dismayed at the thought of change. Men do not know anything about such things, naturally; take my word for it, you cannot keep them without danger to your property, let alone your children."
"Are they worse than servants generally?" he said, helplessly. "I thought they were always dishonest; mine have always been ever since I have had a household."
"And we," said Missy, "have never had a dishonest servant in our house a week."
"You have been very fortunate then."
"No," she said; "only we have had common prudence, and have looked after them a little."
"Well," said Mr. Andrews, drawing a deep breath, "if I knew how to go to work, I would get rid of them all. But I don't really know anything about these matters."
"If it were in your business, you would know how to get rid of a dishonest clerk, I suppose."
"Oh, yes, that is a different matter. I could easily deal with the men in this case. But the women—well, really, you see it is uncomfortable. And I don't know how to get rid of them, or where to get any better if I do."