"
This much Constance read aloud. Judith gave a glad laugh. "It's just as
everybody told the master," said she. "A fine, strong, handsome man,
like him, wasn't likely to be laid down for life like a baby, when he
was hardly middle-aged. These doctors here be just so many muffs. When
I get too old for work, I'll go to Germany myself, Miss Constance, and
ask 'em to make me young again."
Constance smiled. She was running her eyes over the rest of the letter,
which was a long one. She caught sight of Arthur's name. There were
some loving, gentle messages to him, and then these words: "Hamish says
Arthur applied at Dove and Dove's for a clerk's place, but did not come
to terms with them. We are glad that he did not. Papa says he should
not like to have one of his boys at Dove and Dove's."
"And here's a little bit for you, Judith," Constance said aloud. "Tell
Judith not to be over-anxious in her place of trust; and not to
over-work herself, but to let Sarah take her full share. There is no
hurry about the bed-furniture; Sarah can do it in an evening at her
leisure."
Judith received the latter portion of the message with scorn. "'Tisn't
me that's going to let _her_ do it! A fine do it would be, Miss
Constance! The first thing I shall see, when I go back now, will be her
head stretched out at one of the windows, and the kidney beans left to
string and cut themselves in the kitchen!"
Judith turned to depart.
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