"Well, I'm sure! What's the world come to, I wonder, when you sit yourself down there, and cross-examine your mistress in that way! Get to bed, will you? It's near ten o'clock."
"I hope I haven't said anything amiss, ma'am;" and Jeannette rose from her seat.
"It's my fault for encouraging you," said Mrs. Greenow. "Go down-stairs and finish your work, do; and then take yourself off to bed. Next week we shall have to be packing up, and there'll be all my things to see to before that." So Jeannette got up and departed, and after some few further thoughts about Captain Bellfield, Mrs. Greenow herself went to her bedroom.

"Well, I'm sure! What's the world come to, when you cross-examine your mistress in that way! Get to bed, will you? It's near ten o'clock. Next week we shall be packing up, and there'll be all my things to see to."
So Jeannette departed, and after some further thought about Captain Bellfield, Mrs. Greenow went to her bed.
