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I hesitated and glared back at him Mama would have said someone stepped on his hand when he was a baby and formed his personality in an instant

I trailed after Mary Margaret, suddenly feeling the jet lag

that everyone at ho, walking in ive me a chance to adjust? I wondered If I corateful?

I was beginning to wonder if I cared

"So yer the Yank come ta study ta be an actress, are ya?" Mrs Chester said after Mary Margaret brought me into the kitchen She had her hands on her hips

She was a stout little lady with rolling-pin array, pinned in a tight bun Her cheeks were rosy on the crests, but her coe spots under her teht side of her neck

She wiped her hands on her apron and looked at me "Well, yer a pretty bird I'll say that, but can ya hold up ya end?"

"Hold up my what?"

"Do your part?"

"Oh yes," I said

She nodded, looking at htness around the corners of her mouth "We start preparin' breakfast at six-thirty Mr Endfield likes a cup of tea taken up ta 'i froaret to me

"I do that," Mary Margaret said quickly, almost as if she was afraid I would volunteer and take the pleasure away from her

Mary Margaret wasn't unintelligent I couldn't help but wonder why she wouldn't want to do so more with her life Was it just shyness? She acted like she was from some lower caste of people ere forbidden to address or confront their betters She made me feel even more class conscious than I did back howood

"Good I just don't want the two of ya confusin' yer duties and buggerin' up so that I gets the gov on aret nodded, her eyes wide

"Who's the gov?" I asked