`` 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 -- `` for me . Could n't prevent her . She said she had learned to milk for fun one summer when she was in the country , and she did it . And then she got breakfast for the men -- Mollie did n't come till the ten o'clock train . Miss Mannering is as capable as if she had been riz on a farm . '' `` Where is she now ? '' demanded Murray . `` Oh , she 's gone . '' `` What ? '' `` Gone , '' shouted Mrs. Palmer , `` gone . She left on the train Mollie come on . Gracious me , has the man gone crazy ? He has n't seemed like himself at all this afternoon . '' Murray had bolted madly out of the house and was striding down the lane . Blind fool -- unspeakable idiot that he had been !
To take her for Mrs. Palmer 's niece -- that peerless creature with the calm acceptance of any situation , which marked the woman of the world , with the fine appreciation and quickness XXXXX repartee that spoke of generations of culture -- to imagine that she could be Mollie Booth !
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