"How can I 'elp myself?"
"Here, take them letters up to him, and ask again; and if Miss
Sparkes says anything don't give her no answer--see? Billy, fill the
big kettle, and put it on before you go. Sally, you ain't a-goin' to
school without brushin' your 'air? Do see after your sister, Janey,
an' don't let her look such a slap-cabbage. Beetrice, stop that
'ollerin'; it fair mismerizes me!"
Having silently thrust five letters under Mr. Gammon's door, Moggie
gave a very soft tap, and half whispered a request that the lodger
would repeat his orders. Mr. Gammon did so with perfect good humour.
As soon as his voice had ceased that of Miss Sparkes sounded from
the neighbouring bedroom.
"Is that the water?"
For the pleasure of the thing Moggie stood to listen, an angry grin
on her flushed face.
"Moggie!--I'll give that little beast what for! Are you there?"
The girl made a quick motion with both her hands as if clawing an
enemy's face, then coughed loudly, and went away with a sound of
stamping on the thinly-carpeted stairs.
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