No , no , phantoms do n't milk cows . She was flesh and blood . No chilly nymph exhaling from the mists of the marsh could have given a kiss like that . '' `` Mollie has come to stay the rest of the summer with me , '' said Mrs. Palmer . `` I hope to goodness my tribulations with hired girls is over at last . They have made a wreck of me . '' Murray rapidly reflected . This development , he decided , released him from his promise to tell no tales . `` I met a young lady down in the pond pasture this morning , '' he said deliberately . `` I talked with her for a few minutes . I supposed her to be your niece . Who was she ? '' `` Oh , that was Miss Mannering , '' said Mrs. Palmer . `` What ? '' said Murray again . `` Mannering -- Dora Mannering , '' said Mrs. Palmer loudly , wondering if Mr. Murray were losing his hearing . `` She came here last night just to see me . I have n't seen her since she was a child of twelve . I used to be her nurse before I was married . I was that proud to think she thought it worth her while to look me up .
And , mind you , this morning , when she found me crippled with headache and not able to do a hand 's turn , that girl , Mr. Murray , went and milked seven cows '' -- `` only four , '' murmured Murray , but Mrs. Palmer did not hear him -- `` XXXXX me .
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