Mrs. Heywood looked at the author’s name for the first time and expressed her astonishment.
“Good gracious! So it is.”
Mollie laughed as she folded up the tea-cloth. She had gained a little triumph, and scored off the “mother-in-law,” as she called the elderly lady, in the kitchen.
“Oh, he knows a thing or two, he does, my word!”
She winked solemnly at herself in the mirror over the mantelshelf.
“Hold your tongue, Mollie,” said Mrs. Heywood sharply.
“Servants are not supposed to have any tongues. Oh, dear no!”
With this sarcastic retort Mollie proceeded to put the sugar-basin into the china-cupboard, but seemed to expect a counter-attack. She was not disappointed.
“Mollie!” said Mrs. Heywood severely, looking over the rims of her spectacles.
“Now what’s wrong?”