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This
was
a
new
voice
in
Wragby
,
very
new
for
Connie
to
hear
;
it
roused
a
new
ear
in
her
.
For
the
first
week
or
so
,
Mrs
Bolton
,
however
,
was
very
quiet
at
Wragby
,
her
assured
,
bossy
manner
left
her
,
and
she
was
nervous
.
With
Clifford
she
was
shy
,
almost
frightened
,
and
silent
.
He
liked
that
,
and
soon
recovered
his
self
-
possession
,
letting
her
do
things
for
him
without
even
noticing
her
.
’
She
’
s
a
useful
nonentity
!
’
he
said
.
Connie
opened
her
eyes
in
wonder
,
but
she
did
not
contradict
him
.
So
different
are
impressions
on
two
different
people
!
And
he
soon
became
rather
superb
,
somewhat
lordly
with
the
nurse
.
She
had
rather
expected
it
,
and
he
played
up
without
knowing
.
So
susceptible
we
are
to
what
is
expected
of
us
!
The
colliers
had
been
so
like
children
,
talking
to
her
,
and
telling
her
what
hurt
them
,
while
she
bandaged
them
,
or
nursed
them
.
They
had
always
made
her
feel
so
grand
,
almost
super
-
human
in
her
administrations
.
Now
Clifford
made
her
feel
small
,
and
like
a
servant
,
and
she
accepted
it
without
a
word
,
adjusting
herself
to
the
upper
classes
.
She
came
very
mute
,
with
her
long
,
handsome
face
,
and
downcast
eyes
,
to
administer
to
him
.
And
she
said
very
humbly
:
’
Shall
I
do
this
now
,
Sir
Clifford
?
Shall
I
do
that
?
’
’
No
,
leave
it
for
a
time
.
I
’
ll
have
it
done
later
.
’
’
Very
well
,
Sir
Clifford
.
’
’
Come
in
again
in
half
an
hour
.
’
’
Very
well
,
Sir
Clifford
.
’
