"I will send home a loin of veal and some green peas," said I. "They are for dinner, which must be ready at two o'clock. You know how to roast a piece of veal, I presume?"
"Lave me for thot same, honey!"
"And the green peas?"
"All right, mum. I've lived in quality houses since I was so high. I can cook ony thing."
"Very well, Anna. We will see. I have to go out this morning; and you must do the best you can. Don't fail to have dinner ready by two o'clock. Mr. Smith is a punctual man."
Anna was profuse in her promises.
"If," said I, recollecting myself, as I was about opening the street door, and returning along the passage,—"If any thing is sent home for me, be sure to take it up stairs and lay it carefully on my bed."
"Yes, mum."
"Now don't forget this, Anna."
"Och! niver fear a hate, mum," was the girl's answer. "I'll not forget a word iv y'r insthructions."