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She paled to an even whiter shade, almost the color of snow

"Who told you?"

"It is?" I asked more vehemently

"No one is supposed to talk about that," she replied

She walked away and a little while later returned with a uniform folded in her arms She placed it on the bed without a word I unfolded it and held it up against me It was close to my size

"The loo is just down the hail here," she said

"The what?"

"The loo" She thought a moment "The lavatory"

"Oh, you mean bathroom Okay, thanks?' I said "I'd like to throw so?'

She didn't smile

"Better get along?' she advised "Mr Boggs is waitin' on us"

"Right," I said "We don't want to keep hi his heels," I muttered

She tilted her head as if I had said so totally beyond her I just shook my head and headed down to what she called the loo It wasn't much of a bathroom There was no shower, just a tub and a sink and a toilet Above the sink was a small mirror Every part of the house had been modernized apparently, but not the servants' quarters They better not co class conscious and

prejudiced, I thought

I put on the uniforaret back to the front of the house where Boggs aiting He looked me over from head to foot