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’
Very
good
,
your
Ladyship
.
I
will
see
to
it
at
once
.
’
Taking
an
order
,
his
whole
self
had
changed
,
glazed
over
with
a
sort
of
hardness
and
distance
.
Connie
hesitated
,
she
ought
to
go
.
But
she
looked
round
the
clean
,
tidy
,
rather
dreary
little
sitting
-
room
with
something
like
dismay
.
’
Do
you
live
here
quite
alone
?
’
she
asked
.
’
Quite
alone
,
your
Ladyship
.
’
’
But
your
mother
.
.
.
?
’
’
She
lives
in
her
own
cottage
in
the
village
.
’
’
With
the
child
?
’
asked
Connie
.
’
With
the
child
!
’
And
his
plain
,
rather
worn
face
took
on
an
indefinable
look
of
derision
.
It
was
a
face
that
changed
all
the
time
,
baffling
.
’
No
,
’
he
said
,
seeing
Connie
stand
at
a
loss
,
’
my
mother
comes
and
cleans
up
for
me
on
Saturdays
;
I
do
the
rest
myself
.
’
