There was a sudden mutter under her breath, then a polite little cough as she covered her mouth briefly to make it seem it had actually been a cough.   "Pardon me."  She was not impressed by the Carringtons', but it wasn't her place to speak badly of them.  She had heard enough from other housekeepers and maids when she had her day off and goes to town.

Though to be let go still was a concern.  "What kind of misunderstanding?"  She asked giving the woman a look.   If it were of a criminal type or of moral type, she wanted to know if it was before moving forward.  There was a young life being molded in this house, well, soon to be several, Mrs. Pearson did not want wrong examples in front of the children as they grew up.