llowed her to do such a thing as arrive here
third, with you to meet her, and the "chauffer" and all,' said Horatia's
maid.

'Oh, bother the chauffeur! It's nothing to do with him which class I
travel!' exclaimed Horatia, who, to do her justice, had no idea that the
chauffeur was just behind her. That individual was far too well trained
to give any sign of having heard this remark, though it was very
different from the way his present employers treated him. Mark Clay
bullied his servants, and his timid little wife hardly dared to speak to
them. Sarah was very reserved, except with Naomi; while George was as
courteous to a beggar as to a lord, having but one manner with them all.

When Horatia saw what she had done she made a funny little face, and said
in an undertone to Sarah, 'I say, Sarah, can't we walk to your house?'

'I don't think we had better. We shall meet the mill-hands coming out,
and mother does not like us to do that,' said Sarah.

'Oh, of course, if your mother does not allow it, we can't; but do you
think I had better apologise to your man?' she suggested.

'Apologise? Pray, don't think of such a thing! But I suppose you are only
saying that to shock me, though why that should amuse you so much I can't
think,' observed Sarah.

'You would if you could see your own face; but I really didn't get into
that railway-carriage only to shock you. I got in to hear Yorkshire
people talk. I saw some country men and women get in, and I just followed
them; and, oh Sarah, what does "ginnel" mean, and a "fettle"?'

'I don't know what a "ginnel" is; but "fettle" is a verb. A fettler is
the man who cleans the machines in the mill. I have heard the people here
talk of "fettling" the hearth when they mean "clean up." And old Matthew,
a mill-hand, said the other day he didn't feel in a grand fettle. I
suppose he meant "well."'

'A ginnel's a narrow passage, miss. Yon's a ginnel we are just passing,'
said the chauffeur to Horatia, slowing down as they passed what is
generally called an alley, to which he pointed.

'Oh, thank you very much,' said Horatia genially, and added to Sarah, as
she squeezed her arm, 'Oh Sarah, I am enjoying myself so much!'

Her happiness was infectious, and Sarah turned to her visitor with an
amused smile. 'Why, what can you find to enjoy already?' she asked, with
some reason, for they were going almost at walking pace through the town,
because of the crowds that poured into the streets fro