picture of the roving servant girl, always saying, 'I don't like it,'
and always seeking novelty, illustrated by her experience of a little
maid who left one place because she could not sleep alone, and another
because the little girl slept with her, a third because it was so
lonesome, and a fourth because it was so noisy, and quitted her fifth
within a half year because she could not eat twice cooked meat.

Aunt Jane varied her voice in the most comical way, and the girls, as
well as all her audience, laughed heartily.

'Bravo, Jenny!' said a voice close to her, and a gentleman with a
rather bald head, a fluffy, light beard touched with white, dancing
eyes, and a slim, youthful figure, was seen standing in the group.

Lady Merrifield and her sisters cried with one glad voice, 'Oh!
Rotherwood!' holding out their hands.

'Yes. I found I'd a few hours between the trains, so I ran down to
look you up. I met Harry at the house, and he told me I should find
Jane qualifying for the female parliament.'

'It's such a pity you should fall on all this turmoil,' said Aunt Ada.

'Pity! I wouldn't have missed Jenny's wisdom for the world. What is
it, Lily? Temperance, or have you set up a Salvation Army?

'G.F.S., of course, you Rotherwood of old! And now you are come, you
shall save me from what has been my bugbear for the last week. You
shall give the premiums.'