The serving girl who always stood with her head bent and her bonnet covering her face, was watching Abigail go by the house. She watched Abigail’s body movements. The way she walked, the way she stood. Even the way she composed herself, she watched.
Then the other serving girl Cecilia, came up to her. The serving girl could hear from a distance.
“My Lady, I brought them for you.” Cecilia whispered holding a basket in her arm.
Abigail looked from left to right before looking into the basket. Then she rose her head and nodded. “Thank you very much. You can take them to where you usually put them.”
Cecilia nodded and went on her way dutifully.
The serving girl followed Cecil
