The Singing Butler

The Singing Butler
He got up. "All right. I'll go down and bring the eggs up. Don't you worry. For the matter of that, I can cook them downstairs if you like."
"No," she said obstinately. "I'd rather do my own work. You just bring them up here - that'll be all right. To-morrow morning we'll have Daisy to help see to things."
The Singing Butler
"Come over here and sit down comfortable in my chair," he suggested kindly. "You never do take any bit of rest, Ellen. I never see'd such a woman!"
And again she got up and meekly obeyed him, walking across the room with languid steps.
He watched her, anxiously, uncomfortably. The Singing Butler