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"La Fleur," said Mrs. Drane, "I am surprised that you should have spoken
to the doctor in that way."
"Oh, I have a mind," said La Fleur, "and I must speak it. My mind is like
a young horse--if I don't use it, it gets out of condition; and I don't
fear to speak to the doctor. He has brains, and he knows I have brains,
and he understands me. He said something like that when I left him, and I
am sure I never could have had a night's rest since if I hadn't put a
good woman there in my place. With what Mary Woodyard knows already, and
with me to pop in on her whenever I can coax Michael to drive me to town,
the doctor should never have need for any of his own medicines, so far as
digestion goes."
"Don't you think," interpolated Miriam, "that there is a great deal more
said and done about eating than the subject is worth?"
Mrs. Drane looked a little anxiously at La Fleur, but the cook did not in
the least resent the remark.
"You are young yet, Miss Miriam," she said; "but when you are older, you
will think more of the higher branches of education, the very topmost of
which is cookery.
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