TWOAT Dinapore we did indeed live in a larger and better house than at Fort William. Although Papa had not yet won his jacket, servants were so cheap this far upcountry that he hired a groom for Mamma and a nurse for me, in addition to Manu, the cook, and the sweeper. It was still the least number serving any married couple on the station—Mamma told him so almost every day. We were little better than paupers compared to the Russells; and Captain Ferguson, although a bachelor, had twice as many in his stables alone, besides his own liveried palanquin coolies. What need did I have of a nurse? I would run just as wild. Why couldn’t she have a maid in her place?
Truly, I neither needed nor wanted the weak-voiced, dim-eyed slut, and she became a lady’s maid overnight. I wished, though, that I
