May Brooke by Anna Hanson Dorsey
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yourself useful."
"And if I don't?" "I fear you will rue it." "Well, this looks more civilized!" said Helen, after they went down. "What nice antique furniture! how delightful those geraniums are; and how charming the fire looks and feels!" "Here is your breakfast, dear Helen; eat it while it is warm," said May, coming in with a small tray, which she arranged on a stand behind her. "Thank you, dear little lady; really this coffee is delicious, and the toast is very nice," said Helen, eating her breakfast with great _goût_. "I am glad you relish it; and now that you are comfortably fixed, if you will excuse me, I will run out for an hour or so; I have some little matters to attend to down street. You will find a small bamboo tub in the next room, when you finish eating, in which you can wash up your cup and saucer, and plate." "Yes, dame Trot, I will endeavor to do so!" said Helen, with a droll grimace. "The tea-towel is folded up on the first shelf in that closet near you; so, good morning," said May, laughing, as she took up her work-basket, and went upstairs to get her bonnet and wrappings, and make other arrangements; then drawing on her walking-boots, and twisting a _nubae_ |
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