"Then," said I "there is something wrong somewhere, for to my knowledge nothing has been borrowed from you or any body else for months. I forbid anything of the kind."
"Be that as it may, Mrs. Smith; Nancy frequently comes to me and says you have sent in for this, that, and the other thing—coffee, tea, sugar, butter; and, in fact, almost everything used in a family."
"Then Nancy gets them for her own use," said I.
"But I have often seen Bridget in myself for things."
"My Bridget!" I said, in surprise.
I instantly rang the bell.
"Tell Bridget I want her," said I to the waiter who came to the door. The cook soon appeared.
"Bridget, are you in the habit of borrowing from Mrs. Jordon without my knowledge?"
"No, ma'am!" replied the girl firmly, and without any mark of disturbance in her face.
"Din't you get a bar of soap from our house yesterday?" asked Mrs. Jordon.