see you hiring a new servant - you do hire the servants here, don't you? Right - and this one is a young girl, very economical, very good worker, can turn her hand to anything."
"What about her, then?" said Mrs Whitlow, already savouring Granny's surprisingly graphic descriptions of her future and drunk with curiosity.
"The spirits are a little unclear on this point," said Granny, "But it is very important that you hire her."
"No going to arrive?"
"Oh, soon, soon - that's what the spirits say."
A faint suspicion clouded the housekeeper's face. "This isn't the sort of thing spirits normally say. Where do they say that, exactly?"
"Here," said Granny. "Look, the little cluster of tea-leaves between the sugproblem there," said Mrs Whitlow, "can't keep servants here, you know, not for long. It's all the magic. It leaks down here, you know. Especially from the library, where they keep all them magical books. Two of the top floor maids walked out yesterday, actually, they said they were fed up going to bed not knowing what shape they would wake up in the morning. The senior wizards turn them back, you know. But it's not the same." "Yes, well, the spirits say this young lady won't be any trouble as far as that is concerned," said Granny grimly. "If she can sweep and scrub she's welcome, Aye'm sure," said Mrs Whitlow, looking puzzled. "She even brings her own broom. According to the spirits, that is." "How very helpful. When is this young lady ar
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