In the Year of Jubilee

"[...]sullen, were curiously wrinkled; she had eyes of slate colour, with lids so elevated that she always seemed to be staring in silly wonder. 'So you've got breakfast, have you?' were her first words, in a thin and rather nasal voice. 'You may think yourselves lucky.' 'You have a cheek of your own, ' replied Beatrice. 'Whose place is it to see that we get meals?' 'And what can any one do with servants like I've got?' retorted the married sister. 'It's your own fault. You should get better; and when you've got them, you should manage them. But that's just what you can't do.' 'Oh, you'd be a wonderful housekeeper, we know all about that. If you're not satisfied, you'd better find board and lodging somewhere else, as I've told you often enough. You're not likely to get it as cheap.' They squabbled for some minutes, Fanny looking on with ingenuous amusement, and putting in a word, now for this side, now for that. 'And what am I going to have for breakfast?' demanded Mrs. Peachey at length, surveying the table. 'You've taken jolly good care of yourselves, it seems to me.'[...]."