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Four
hours
after
the
talk
between
Dobbin
and
Osborne
,
this
servant-maid
came
into
Amelia
's
room
,
where
she
sate
as
usual
,
brooding
silently
over
her
letters
--
her
little
treasures
.
The
girl
,
smiling
,
and
looking
arch
and
happy
,
made
many
trials
to
attract
poor
Emmy
's
attention
,
who
,
however
,
took
no
heed
of
her
.
"
Miss
Emmy
,
"
said
the
girl
.
"
I
'm
coming
,
"
Emmy
said
,
not
looking
round
.
"
There
's
a
message
,
"
the
maid
went
on
.
"
There
's
something
--
somebody
--
sure
,
here
's
a
new
letter
for
you
--
do
n't
be
reading
them
old
ones
any
more
"
And
she
gave
her
a
letter
,
which
Emmy
took
,
and
read
.
"
I
must
see
you
,
"
the
letter
said
.
"
Dearest
Emmy
--
dearest
love
--
dearest
wife
,
come
to
me
.
"
George
and
her
mother
were
outside
,
waiting
until
she
had
read
the
letter
.
We
have
seen
how
Mrs.
Firkin
,
the
lady
's
maid
,
as
soon
as
any
event
of
importance
to
the
Crawley
family
came
to
her
knowledge
,
felt
bound
to
communicate
it
to
Mrs.
Bute
Crawley
,
at
the
Rectory
;
and
have
before
mentioned
how
particularly
kind
and
attentive
that
good-natured
lady
was
to
Miss
Crawley
's
confidential
servant
.
She
had
been
a
gracious
friend
to
Miss
Briggs
,
the
companion
,
also
;
and
had
secured
the
latter
's
good-will
by
a
number
of
those
attentions
and
promises
,
which
cost
so
little
in
the
making
,
and
are
yet
so
valuable
and
agreeable
to
the
recipient
.
Indeed
every
good
economist
and
manager
of
a
household
must
know
how
cheap
and
yet
how
amiable
these
professions
are
,
and
what
a
flavour
they
give
to
the
most
homely
dish
in
life
.
Who
was
the
blundering
idiot
who
said
that
"
fine
words
butter
no
parsnips
"
?
Half
the
parsnips
of
society
are
served
and
rendered
palatable
with
no
other
sauce
.
As
the
immortal
Alexis
Soyer
can
make
more
delicious
soup
for
a
half-penny
than
an
ignorant
cook
can
concoct
with
pounds
of
vegetables
and
meat
,
so
a
skilful
artist
will
make
a
few
simple
and
pleasing
phrases
go
farther
than
ever
so
much
substantial
benefit-stock
in
the
hands
of
a
mere
bungler
.
Nay
,
we
know
that
substantial
benefits
often
sicken
some
stomachs
;
whereas
,
most
will
digest
any
amount
of
fine
words
,
and
be
always
eager
for
more
of
the
same
food
.
Mrs.
Bute
had
told
Briggs
and
Firkin
so
often
of
the
depth
of
her
affection
for
them
;
and
what
she
would
do
,
if
she
had
Miss
Crawley
's
fortune
,
for
friends
so
excellent
and
attached
,
that
the
ladies
in
question
had
the
deepest
regard
for
her
;
and
felt
as
much
gratitude
and
confidence
as
if
Mrs.
Bute
had
loaded
them
with
the
most
expensive
favours
.
Rawdon
Crawley
,
on
the
other
hand
,
like
a
selfish
heavy
dragoon
as
he
was
,
never
took
the
least
trouble
to
conciliate
his
aunt
's
aides-de-camp
,
showed
his
contempt
for
the
pair
with
entire
frankness
--
made
Firkin
pull
off
his
boots
on
one
occasion
--
sent
her
out
in
the
rain
on
ignominious
messages
--
and
if
he
gave
her
a
guinea
,
flung
it
to
her
as
if
it
were
a
box
on
the
ear
.
As
his
aunt
,
too
,
made
a
butt
of
Briggs
,
the
Captain
followed
the
example
,
and
levelled
his
jokes
at
her
--
jokes
about
as
delicate
as
a
kick
from
his
charger
.
Whereas
,
Mrs.
Bute
consulted
her
in
matters
of
taste
or
difficulty
,
admired
her
poetry
,
and
by
a
thousand
acts
of
kindness
and
politeness
,
showed
her
appreciation
of
Briggs
;
and
if
she
made
Firkin
a
twopenny-halfpenny
present
,
accompanied
it
with
so
many
compliments
,
that
the
twopence-half-penny
was
transmuted
into
gold
in
the
heart
of
the
grateful
waiting-maid
,
who
,
besides
,
was
looking
forwards
quite
contentedly
to
some
prodigious
benefit
which
must
happen
to
her
on
the
day
when
Mrs.
Bute
came
into
her
fortune
.
