“No, sir, I think she didn’t. Leastways she didn’t say as she did, but she was very partikler in tellin’ me to be sure to hoffer you a cup of tea.”
Edgar looked at the small domestic, and, as he looked, his mouth expanded. Her mouth followed suit, and they both burst into a fit of laughter. After a moment or two the former recovered.
“This is all very pleasant, no doubt,” he said, “but it is uncommonly awkward. Did she say when she would be home?”
“No, sir, she didn’t, but she bid me say if any one wanted her, that they’d find her at Sea Cottage.”
“At Sea Cottage—who lives there?”
“I don’t know, sir.”
“Where is it?”
“On the sea-shore, sir.”
“Which way—this way or that way?” asked Edgar, pointing right and left.
“That way,” answered the girl, pointing left.