The maids were chatting and giggling while setting the table for lunch. Iris approached them wanting to know what they were talking about.
"And he said to her 'No, there was something wrong with the lord.' but she wasn't listening at all and went her way leaving the poor man there," Daisy was narrating while trying to imitate a deep voice of a man and they both laughed.
"But she wasn't entirely fair either," Mary started.
"Who wasn't?" Iris interrupted the maid.
When they heard the lady, both stopped, and their cheeks became as red as the cheeks of the children from the day before.
"Don't stop," she continued playfully. "Who wasn't fair?"
"A woman named Camille, Your Grace," Mary replied.
"What did she do?"
The maid hesitated, but Daisy took over.
