“Well, thank gods, ye snapped out o’ it, yer highness. What was all that about?” Rita said, giving me a stern, matronly look. Although she seemed friendly enough, she scared me a little. Thankfully, she didn’t give me time to answer as she bustled forward and fussed with my hair and clothes, all the while murmuring disapprovingly about how filthy I was. She snapped her head backwards and ordered: “Well, don’ just stan’ der starin’ like that, Conny. Go an’ tell de gals to bring in de bath.” Conny, who had still been staring at me open-mouthed, snapped out of it and bobbed her head so hard that I thought it would fall off. “Aye, Rita,” she said and raced out of the room as quick as lightning. In a matter of minutes, a large wooden bath was dragged into the room by Conny and three other girls. They hurried out, made two trips and each returned with a large metal pail. One by one, they filled the bath with water. I stared at them, mesmerized by all the effort that had been ma
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