"I wish you would step round and see if she can't come here
to-morrow."

Agnes said that she would do so.

"Tell her she must come," said I.

"Very well, ma'am."

And Agnes withdrew.

In an hour she tame back, and said that she had seen the woman, who
promised to come.

"What is her name?" I asked.

"Mrs. Partridge," was answered.

"You think she won't disappoint me?"

"Oh, no, ma'am. I don't think Mrs. Partridge is the kind of a woman
to promise and then disappoint a person."

It was some relief to think I was going to get my washing done; but
the idea of having the ironing about all the week fretted my mind.
And no sooner was this leading trouble set aside, than I began to
worry about the children's clothes, and the prospect of losing my
cook, who had managed my kitchen more to my satisfaction than any
one had ever done before.