Oh, you would admire her immensely.

You are a worker yourself, Miss Templeton, and that would be a bond of union." "Would it ?" she returned quietly.

"I am not quite so sure of that.

I think your mother would rather look down on my small efforts.

Please do not call me a worker, Mr.Herrick.I potter about the village two days in the week, and teach the children needlework, and tell them stories, and read to a bedridden old woman or two, but I am afraid on the whole I waste my time dreadfully," and here she looked at him with one of her beaming smiles.