The position was unbearable. Ethel decided instantly how to relieve
it. She looked freezingly down at the forlorn-looking little
intruder and said:
"The servants' quarters are at the back of the house."
"ARE they?" asked Peg, without moving, and not in any way taking the
statement to refer to her.
"And I may save you the trouble of WAITING by telling you we are
quite provided with servants. We do not need any further
assistance."
Peg just looked at Ethel and then bent down over "MICHAEL." Ethel's
last shot had struck home. Poor Peg was cut through to her soul. How
she longed at that moment to be back home with her father in New
York. Before she could say anything Ethel continued:
"If you insist on waiting kindly do so there."
Peg took "MICHAEL" up in her arms, collected once more her packages
and walked to the windows. Again she heard the cold hard tones of
Ethel's voice speaking to her:
"Follow the path to your right until you come to a door. Knock and
ask permission to wait there, and for your future guidance go to the
BACK door of a house and ring, don't walk unannounced into a private
room."
Peg tried to explain:
"Ye see, ma'am, I didn't know. All the gentleman said was 'Go there
and wait'--"
"That will do.
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