'Oh!' cried Mrs. Dusautoy. 'Little you know Bayford.

'Fanny! Fanny! this is too bad. Madame Belmarche--'

'Would have had nothing but eau sucre! No, John, decidedly you and
Simkins fell upon your legs, and you bad better take credit for your
"admirable sagacity."'.

'I like the people,' said Albinia, 'but they never can be well while
they live in such a shocking place. It is quite a disgrace to
Bayford.'

'It is in a sad state,' said Mr. Dusautoy.

'I know I should like to set my brother upon that Mr. Pettilove, who
they say will do nothing,' exclaimed Albinia.

The Vicar was going to have said something, but a look from his wife
checked him. Albinia was sorry for it, as she detected a look of
suppressed amusement on Mrs. Dusautoy's face. 'I mean to ask Mr.
Kendal what can be done,' she said; 'and in the meantime, to descend
from what we can't do to what we can. Mr. Dusautoy told me to come
to you for orders.'

'And I told Mr. Dusautoy that I should give you none.'

'Oh! that is hard.'

'If you could have heard him! He thought he _had_ got a working lady
at last, and he would have had no mercy upon you. One would have