When Primrose appeared she dropped her a curtsey--perhaps she
respected Primrose the most, and loved her the least.
"It's to say good-bye, miss," she began, "I called in, hoping for last
words with you three dear young ladies. I is summoned to London, Miss
Primrose."
Nothing could exceed the air of modest pride with which Poppy made
this declaration; she quite expected Primrose to be both startled and
dazzled, and said afterwards that it was rather like a little stream
of cold water trickling down her back when Miss Mainwaring replied
quietly--
"London is a long way off, Poppy--why are you going there?"
"I has an aunt in the boarding-house way, Miss Primrose--she keeps a
very select establishment; and most particular; don't admit no
gentlemen. It's for ladies only, aunt's boarding-house is, miss, and
she wrote to mother that it's a flourishing concern, and she wants a
girl who will be honest, and handy, and country-bred, to help wait on
the ladies. She has offered the situation to me, miss, as in duty
bound, I being her own niece, and mother is pleased to accept. I calls
it a dazzling prospect, Miss Primrose."
"I am delighted," began Primrose; but Jasmine interrupted her.
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