"Hain't Josh brought the milk yet?"
"Not yet."
"It's time he did. That fellow's got a lazy streak in him somewhere."
"It's only just half-past five, mother."
"The butter ought to be come by now, I should think."—Mrs. Starling was passing in and out, setting the table in the lean-to kitchen. She would have no "help" in her dominions, so it was only in Diana's part of the house that the little servant officiated, whom Basil insisted upon keeping for his wife's ease and comfort and leisure. Diana herself attended as of old to her particular sphere, the dairy. "How do you know it's just half-past five?" her mother went on presently.
"I looked."
"Watches!" exclaimed Mrs. Starling with much disgust. "Your husband is ridiculous about you."
But Diana could bear that.
"In your dairy is a queer place to wear a watch."
"Why, mother, it's for use, not for show."