most grotesque and glorious moments of high life below stairs.
"Dear Miss Graves," said Miss Gusset, "you can't imagine how terrified I was at that horrible green parrot flying upon my head! I declare it pulled out three locks of hair."
"Horrible green parrot, my dear madam! why it was sent to my Lady by Prince Xtmnprqtosklw, and never shall I forget the agitation we were in about that parrot. I thought it would never have got to the Château, for the Prince could only send his carriage with it as far as Toadcaster; luckily my Lady's youngest brother, who was staying at Desir, happened to get drowned at the time,—and so Davenport, very clever of him! sent her on in my Lord Dormer's hearse."
"In the hearse! Good heavens, Miss Graves! How could you think of green parrots at such
