"
"Why, yes, miss, us could do with Master Tony." Her face broadened into a
beaming smile. "'Twould be like the old days to have him back, scrawling
round my kitchen again and stealing the jam pasties. Do you mind his ways
when Mr. Lovell he was travelling in furrin parts an' I was cooking for you
and Master Robin? And there's not many can better my jam pasties when I put
my mind to it, though I do say it."
"Well, you'll have him 'scrawling round your kitchen' before long, I
expect," replied Ann.
Maria searched her face with kindly curiosity.
"You'm well pleased, miss, bain't you?"
Ann smiled.
"Very pleased."
Evidently the answer did not convey all that Maria had hoped for, after
kneading her dough energetically for a few moments, she threw out
negligently:
"I used to fancy at one time that you and Master Tony might be thinking of
getting married some day. I suppose I was wrong."
"Quite out of it, Maria." Ann looked preternaturally serious. "And, anyway,
I thought you hadn't a very high opinion of matrimony and didn't recommend
it?"
"Well, I will say my 'usband wasn't one to make you think a lot of it,"
acknowledged Maria, still kneading with vigour.
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