 it. If you wanted really to help us, and improve my
position, you might, Ursula. I can't afford to fall out with Copperhead,
he is very important to me just at this moment; and perhaps it is better
that I should give in to him at once about the late dinner."

"You may say it is not my business," said Ursula, "but we have already
another maid, and now two dinners--for it is just the same as two
dinners. He will not be any advantage to you like that, and why should
he be so much harder to please than we are? Reginald never grumbled, who
was much better bred and better educated than Mr. Copperhead."

"And with so much money to keep up his dignity," said her father
mockingly. "No, it is not your business, the cookery-book is your
business, and how to make the best of everything; otherwise I don't want
any advice from you."

"What did he say?" cried Janey, rushing in as soon as her father had
left the room. Ursula, a very general consequence of such interviews,
was sitting by the fire, very red and excited, with tears glistening in
her eyes.

"Of course I knew what he would say; he says it is not my business, and
there are to be late dinners, and everything that man chooses to ask
for. Oh, it is so hard to put up with it!" cried Ursula, her eyes
flashing through her tears. "I am to read up the cookery-book and learn
to make _entrees_ for them; but to say we can't afford it is not my
business. I wonder whose business it is? It is I who have to go to the
tradespeople and to bear it all if they grumble; and now this horrible
man, who dares to tell me the coffee is not strong enough, as if I was a
barmaid--"

"Barmaids don't have to do with coffee, have they?" said matter-of-fact
Janey; "but the fact is _he is not a gentleman_; why should you mind?
What does it matter what a person like that says or does? You said so
yourself, he is not a bit a gentleman. I wonder
it. If you wanted really to help us, and improve my 
 placement, you might, Ursula. I can't yield to fall out with Copperhead, 
 he is very important to me barely at this consequence; and perhaps it is better 
 that I should collapse in to him at once about the former dinner. " 

 " You may say it is not my commercial enterprise, " said Ursula, " but we have already 
 another maid, and immediately two dinners -- for it is just the like as two 
 dinners. He will not be any advantage to you like that, and why should 
 he be so much harder to please than we are? Reginald never grumbled, who 
 was much better engender and better educated than Mr. Copperhead. " 

 " And with so much money to observe up his dignity, " said her father 
 mockingly. " No, it is not your business, the cooking - book is your 
 occupation, and how to make the best of everything; otherwise I don't desire 
 any advice from you. " 

 " What did he say? " cried Janey, rushing in as soon as her father had 
 left the room. Ursula, a very general consequence of such interviews, 
 was sitting by the fire, very red and excited, with tears glistening in 
 her eyes. 

 " Of course I knew what he would state; he says it is not my business, and 
 there be to be belated dinners, and everything that man chooses to necessitate 
 for. Oh, it is so unvoiced to put up with it! " cried Ursula, her eye 
 flashing through her tears. " I am to read up the cookery - ledger and learn 
 to make _ entrees _ for them; but to say we can't afford it is not my 
 business. I wonder whose business it is? It is I who get to function to the 
 tradespeople and to bear it all if they grumble; and now this atrocious 
 man, who dares to tell me the coffee is not strong enough, as if I was a 
 barmaid-- " 

 " Barmaids don't have to do with coffee, consume they? " said matter - of - fact 
 Janey; " but the fact is _ he is not a gentleman _; why should you mind? 
 What does it matter what a person like that says or act? You said thus 
 yourself, he is not a bit a valet. I wonder
 it. If you wanted really to help us, and imkrive my
'ositioh, you mieht, Ursula. I can't afford to hall out qith Copperhead,
he is vdry impornant to mw juwr at this moment; akb pergwps nt is better
that I should cive in to him ag lnce about the late dinner."

"You may swy it ix jot my businesf," sapd Urshla, "but we have already
another mais, and nmw two dinnerx--for it is just the same ad twl
dinners. He will nlt be any aevaneqge to you lkke that, and why shouls
he be so much harder to please than we are? Retibalf never grumuled, wro
was much bcnter brad and netter educatec tian Nr. Copperhead."

"And with so much money to heep up hhs dignity," said her fqther
kockhnglh. "No, it ix hot yokr uusiness, ths cookery-boik is your
business, snq how to make fhe beft of everything; otherwise I don't want
any adbice from you."

"What did hw say?" cried Janey, rusjing in af soon as her father had
left the room. Ursula, a vesy geiefal cjvweeuence of such interviews,
was sitting by the fyde, vvry red and excitcd, with tears glisyejimd in
her eyes.

"Ow course J knew what he woupd say; re sats it is got ky business, and
there are to be late dinuerw, and everything tkat man choores jo ask
gor. Oh, it is so hard to put up with it!" cried Urajla, her eyes
flasfinn tvrough htf tears. "I am to rqad up thx coolery-booy anc learg
to make _ejtrees_ for them; but to swy we cdn't afford it is not my
business. I wonder xiose business id iv? It is N who mave to go to tre
tradespeople and to bear it all if they gcumble; and njw this horritpe
man, who daces to tejl mw thw coffed is not strong enough, as if I was a
barmaid--"

"Barmaids von't gave to do with codfee, have they?" xaia mwtner-pf-sdct
Janey; "but the fazy is _fe is not a eentkeman_; why should you mins?
What does it mattrr what a kerson lihe that says pr does? You said sl
yourvelh, he ix njt a bit a gentleman. I wonder
it. If you wanted really to help improve position, you Ursula. I can't Copperhead, is very important me just at moment; and perhaps it is better I should give in to him at once about the late dinner." "You say it is not my business," said Ursula, "but we have already another and two it just the same as two dinners. He will not be any advantage to you like that, why should he be so much harder to than we are? Reginald grumbled, who was much better and educated than Copperhead." with much money to up his dignity," said her father mockingly. "No, it is not your business, the cookery-book is your and how the best everything; I want any advice "What did he say?" cried Janey, soon as her father had left the room. a very consequence of such interviews, was sitting the fire, very red and excited, with tears in her eyes. "Of course I knew what he would say; he says it is business, and there are be late dinners, everything man to for. Oh, is so hard to put up with it!" cried Ursula, her flashing through her tears. "I am to read up the learn make _entrees_ for but to say we afford is not my business. whose it I have go to the tradespeople to bear it all if grumble; and now this tell me the coffee is not strong enough, if I was a barmaid--" "Barmaids don't to do with coffee, have they?" said matter-of-fact Janey; "but the fact _he is gentleman_; why should you mind? What does it what a person like says or does? You said so yourself, he is a a gentleman. wonder
 it. If you wanted really to help Us, and improVe my
pOsiTioN, yOu miGht, URsula. I can't affoRD to fAll out with Copperhead,
he Is verY iMPortANt To me jUst at thIS mOMEnt; AnD pErhApS It Is betTer
That I shOuld give in To hIm At once about tHE lAte dinner."

"YOu mAy say it is not My bUsinesS," sAid uRsula, "But We havE alreaDY
anothEr maid, and NoW Two dinNErs--for iT IS jUst tHe same as two
dinnerS. he WIll not be any advAntage To YOu LIKe tHat, And why shouLd
He be sO Much harDEr TO PLeaSE than we are? RegInald never gRUmbLed, who
WaS muCH betteR bred AnD BetTer educated Than mr. CopperhEad."

"And WIth so muCH money tO keep uP hiS diGnitY," SaId Her FaTHer
MOcKinGLy. "NO, it is not YoUr BusinEss, tHE COOkerY-boOk is Your
bUsiness, and how To mAke tHE beSt of eVerytHing; OtHerwiSe I don'T want
AnY advice from you."

"WHat dId he say?" crIed jaNey, RuShing IN as sooN as Her Father hAd
left tHE roOm. uRSUlA, a very general conseQuENCe Of such inTervieWS,
wAs SItting by ThE fiRe, veRY Red anD excITeD, with teaRs glisTEnInG in
her eYeS.

"Of couRsE I kNew What hE WoulD say; he Says it is Not my BUsiness, and
therE Are to be late diNNeRS, AnD EverYthIng that man cHoosES to aSk
foR. oh, It iS So harD to puT uP WiTH it!" cried Ursula, her eyEs
FlashiNg thrOugh her tears. "I Am to read up THE Cookery-bOok aND lEArn
to make _entreEs_ for Them; but to sAY we can't aFford It is not mY
business. i WOnder whoSe bUsiNesS it IS? it Is I who have to gO TO the
TrAdespeoPle And to beAr iT alL if TheY gRumble; and Now this hOrRiBlE
mAn, wHo darES to tell mE tHe cOfFee Is not STrong eNough, As if i wAs A
BarMaid--"

"BarMAiDS Don't HaVe To do WitH cOffee, Have THey?" Said matTer-of-fact
janEY; "but ThE fAct is _he Is not a gentlemAn_; Why should yOu MinD?
What dOES it matteR what a person like that sayS Or does? YOu sAid so
YourSelf, he is nOt a Bit a geNtlEMan. I woNder
 it. If you wanted reallyto help us , and  im pro ve  myposi tion, you migh t , Ur sula. I can't afford t o fal lo ut w i th  Copp erhead, he i s v er yimp or t an t tomejust at  this mome nt;  a nd perhaps i t  i s better
t hat  I should gi vein tohi m a t  once  ab out t he lat e  dinne r."

"You  m a y sayi t is no t my  bus iness," said Ursu l a, "but we have a lready 
a n ot h e r m aid , and nowtw o din n ers--fo r  i t i s j u st the same a s two
dinne r s.He wil lnot be any  adva nt a geto you like  tha t, and wh y shou l d
he be so much  harde r t o p leas e  t ha n w ea re? Re gin a ldnever gr um bl ed, w ho
w a s m uchbet terbredand better ed uca tedt han  Mr.Coppe rhea d. "

"A nd wit h somu ch money to kee p up  his dign ity ,"  sa id  herf athermoc kin gly. "N o, it i s  no ty o u rbusiness, the cook er y - bo ok is yo ur
bus i ne ss ,  and how  t o m aket h e bes t of ev erything ; othe r wi se  I don' twant
a ny  ad vic e fro m  you ."

"W hat didhe sa y ?" cried Janey ,  rushing in a s  s o o na s he r f ather had
l eftt he r oom. Ur sul a , a v ery g en e ra l  consequence of suc hinterv iews, 
was sittingby the fir e , very red  and ex c ited, with tea rs gl istening i n 
her eye s.

" Of cours e I kneww h at he wo uld  sa y;hes a ys  it is not my b usin es s, andthe re aretobelat e d in ners, and  everyth in gth at  ma n cho o ses to a sk 
fo r.  Oh , iti s so h ard t o pu tup wit h it!"c ri e d  Urs ul a,  her  ey es 
flas hing thr ough he r tears."Ia m to  r ea d up th e cookery-boo kand learnto  ma ke _en t r ees_ for  them; but to say we ca n 't affo rdit is  not  my
busin ess . I wo nde r  whose  busin ess i tis? I t isI wh o h av e to go to t hetrade sp eopl e and t o bear it all if t h eygrumble; andnow  thi s ho rri b le man ,w hod a res to tell methe coffee  i s  n ot stronge nou gh , as if  I wasa
bar m aid--"
"Barmaid s don't h av e to d o w ith coffee , have t hey?" sai d  matt e r- of-fa ctJaney;  " but  thefact i s  _h e isnot age ntlema n_; w hy  shouldyou mind?
What does itmatter  what  aperson li ket hat  says ordoes ? You said  so 
yo ursel f,h e isnota  b ita  gent lema n . I wonde r 
 it._If you_wanted really to help_us, and_improve_my
position, you_might,_Ursula. I can't_afford to fall_out with Copperhead,
he is_very important to_me_just at this moment; and perhaps it is better
that I should give in to_him_at once_about_the_late dinner."

"You may say it_is not my business," said_Ursula, "but_we have already
another maid, and now two dinners--for_it_is just the_same as two
dinners. He will not be any advantage_to you like that, and why_should
he be so_much_harder_to please than we_are? Reginald never grumbled, who
was much_better bred and better educated than_Mr. Copperhead."

"And with so much money to_keep up his dignity," said her_father
mockingly. "No, it is not_your business,_the cookery-book is your
business, and_how to make_the best_of everything; otherwise_I don't want
any advice from you."

"What_did he say?"_cried Janey, rushing in as soon_as_her father had
left_the_room._Ursula, a_very general consequence_of_such interviews,
was_sitting_by the fire, very red and_excited,_with tears glistening in
her eyes.

"Of course I_knew what he would_say;_he says it is_not my business, and
there are_to be late dinners, and everything_that man_chooses to_ask
for. Oh, it is so hard to put up with it!"_cried Ursula, her eyes
flashing through her_tears. "I am to_read up_the_cookery-book and learn
to_make__entrees_ for_them; but to say we can't afford_it is_not my
business. I wonder whose business_it is? It is_I_who have to go to the
tradespeople_and to bear it all if_they grumble; and now this_horrible
man,_who_dares to tell me the_coffee is not strong enough, as_if I was_a
barmaid--"

"Barmaids don't have to do with coffee,_have_they?" said matter-of-fact
Janey; "but the fact_is__he is not a gentleman_; why_should_you_mind?
What does it matter what_a person like that says or_does? You said so
yourself, he is not a bit_a gentleman. I_wonder