Chapter 6 (1/2)

Chapter 6: How a Wife Kills Time

I verify how I’ll take my meals froe to finish breakfast then have tea or so to do, to put it bluntly Back hos that needed to be done I didn’t even have the tiious Duke’s house There’s h people to help out ork Rather, it would be utterly unthinkable for the “mistress” to do manual labour

“Mistress?” Dahlia says

Perhaps she saw

“Yes, what is it?”

“If it would please you, you could eious houses kill ti activities like that… Since at any rate I’ so like that

But for me, needlework is…

“Embroidery, I see I can e”

Oops, ended up talking like a peasant seamstress

“…”

It can’t be helped, back ho that needed to be patched up than ti unproductive like e to adood at anything fro at me in pity Don’t wipe away a tear with your handkerchief!

But it’s not like I can’t embroider, you know? Since it doesn’t have any use, I didn’t ever just embroider, but I often embroidered flowers and birds and such onI just said

“… Aheain at Dahlia

She pulls herself together too and suggests, “How about a pocket handkerchief for your husband to begin with?”

“My, what a lovely idea,” I say flatly

“It would have been lovelier if you hadn’t said that in a nore h I’ I made close to him, we’ll look as if we’re a lovey-dovey couple from the outside, after all! As expected from the head maid, nice idea

With an ein eiven to my husband

Carefully, carefully, carefully

“I’ the handkerchief before even an hour had passed

“Mistress, you’re very clever with your hands!” praises Mimosa in astonishment

But I can sew soh skill to sew bigger things, like

“You’re really very skilled,” Dahlia praises as well