Mewks

"Get out, Mewks," he added; and both lady and valet disappeared.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

Mewks would take endless trouble to learn for her.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

In about an hour, Mewks came and said his master wanted her.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

For some time now, as I have already more than hinted, Sepia had been fashioning a man to her thrall -- Mewks, namely, the body - servant of Mr. Redmain.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

The annoyance was great in the home conclave when Mewks brought the next piece of news -- namely, that there was that designing

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

She rang the bell, but there was no answer -- for there was Mewks himself standing close behind the door, grinning like his master an evil grin.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

When she opened the door of it, Mewks came hurriedly to meet her, as if he would have made her go out again, but she scarcely looked at him, and advanced to the bed.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

Jemima, with circumspection, managed to reach Mr. Redmain's room unencountered, but just as she knocked at the door, Mewks came behind her from somewhere, and snatching the letter out of her hand, for she carried it ready to justify her entrance to the first glance of her irritable master, pushed her rudely away, and immediately went in.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

"Mewks!" he called, suddenly, and his tone was loud and angry.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864

"I don't know what's come to master!" ventured Mewks, as he led the way down the stair.

Mary Marston George MacDonald 1864