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put the liver on, Mildred came into the sitting-room to lay
the cloth.
‘Why are you only laying one place?’ asked Philip. ‘Aren’t
you going to eat anything?’
Mildred flushed.
‘I thought you mightn’t like me to have my meals with
you.’
‘Why on earth not?’
‘Well, I’m only a servant, aren’t I?’
‘Don’t be an ass. How can you be so silly?’
He smiled, but her humility gave him a curious twist in
his heart. Poor thing! He remembered what she had been
when first he knew her. He hesitated for an instant.
‘Don’t think I’m conferring any benefit on you,’ he said.
‘It’s simply a business arrangement, I’m giving you board
and lodging in return for your work. You don’t owe me any-
thing. And there’s nothing humiliating to you in it.’
She did not answer, but tears rolled heavily down her
cheeks. Philip knew from his experience at the hospital
that women of her class looked upon service as degrading:
he could not help feeling a little impatient with her; but he
blamed himself, for it was clear that she was tired and ill.
He got up and helped her to lay another place at the table.
The baby was awake now, and Mildred had prepared some
Mellin’s Food for it. The liver and bacon were ready and they
sat down. For economy’s sake Philip had given up drinking
anything but water, but he had in the house a half a bottle
of whiskey, and he thought a little would do Mildred good.
He did his best to make the supper pass cheerfully, but Mil-