Taking toys and trinkets in general, Miss Rachel was nothing like so mad after them as most young girls.

Yet there she was, still locked up inconsolably in her bedroom.

It is but fair to add that she was not the only one of us in the house who was thrown out of the regular groove.

Mr.Godfrey, for instance--though professionally a sort of consoler-general--seemed to be at a loss where to look for his own resources.

Having no company to amuse him, and getting no chance of trying what his experience of women in distress could do towards comforting Miss Rachel, he wandered hither and thither about the house and gardens in an aimless uneasy way.