“What a lot of washing there will be this week, Gardner.”
“There will indeed, miss. Three pairs of sheets, and only slept in once.”
“Yes, isn’t it a pity? It seems absurd to send these sheets to the wash, doesn’t it?”
“It do, indeed, miss.”
“Absurd!” said Sally, who had just come in. “I want a pair of fresh sheets for my bed. I’ll have these.”
“No you won’t—I was going to take them.”
“I should like to know what right you have to them more than I.”
“You promised not to interfere with me, and you have done nothing else. You did nothing at the ball but ask him for dances.”
“That’s a lie! I didn’t ask him for a dance. You went off to hide; no one saw anything of you all the evening.”
“You mean to say you didn’t promise?”
“I never promised anything; if I did I should keep my promise.
