Tell me, what happened to William's little maid? I never saw her again after that dinner. Elsie? -- She's gone. Oh, it's a pity, really. I thought it was a good idea to have someone in the house who is actually sorry he's dead.
Marmalade? Oh dear, I call that very feeble.
If there's one thing I don't look for in a maid, it's discretion. Except with my own secrets, of course.
You are my whole existence and I will love you until my last breath.