Leah was in an ecstasy when she heard the news. The workmen were coming in to paint and paper, and then I told her.
"Of course, Mr. Charles, it—is——"
"Is what, Leah?"
"Miss Annabel."
"It should be no one else, Leah. We shall want another servant or two, but you can still be major-domo."
"If my poor master had only lived to see it!" she uttered, with enthusiasm. "How happy he would have been; how proud to have her here! Well, well, what turns things take!"
