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"Ef you please, Miss Helen," said Alice, the neat housemaid, putting in her head at the nursery door, "there's a lady downstairs, and a heap of luggage, and the nastiest little dog I ever saw. He has almost killed the Persian kitten, Miss, and he is snarling and snapping at every one. See, he took this bit out of my apron, miss. The old lady says as her name is Mrs. Cameron, and she has come to stay; and she'd be glad if you'd go down to her immediately, Miss Helen."
"Aunt Maria! " said Helen, in an aghast voice. "Aunt Maria absolutely come -- and father away! Nursie, I must fly down -- you will understand about those flannels. Oh! I am sorry Aunt Maria has come. What will Polly say?"