CHAPTER XLIX.
TWO ORLEIGH GIRLS.
Mrs. Welsh burst in on Arminell one evening just before dinner with a face of dismay, and both her hands uplifted.
"Mercy on us! What do you think?"
Arminell stood up. "What has happened, Mrs. Welsh?" she asked in some alarm.
"My dear! You might have knocked me down with a feather. I thought that the girl would be sure to know how to do boiled rabbit with onion sauce."
"Does she not?"
"And there was to be a Swiss pudding."
"That, probably, she would not know how to make, but she can read, and has Mrs. Warne to fly to for light."
"I put out the currant jelly for the pudding, and she has spread it over the rabbit on top of the onion sauce."
Arminell was unable to restrain a laugh.
"I went down to see her dish up, and that is what she has done. Poured the onion sauce over the rabbit, and heaped the currant jelly a top of that. Whatever shall we do? The last cook was bad enough, but she did not spoil good food."
"What induced her to do this?"
"She says that she has been told to put currant jelly with hare, and so she has put it with rabbit, as she saw the jelly-pot set out on the the kitchen table for the pudding."
