"That tiresome Mrs.
Carrick called about the mothers' meetings.

Where is Mr.Herrick ?" Then, as she caught sight of Elizabeth's face, "Oh, my dear Betty, what is it ?--what has gone wrong ?--and on your birthday too!"-- Elizabeth wept afresh.
"Hush, don't ask me--not now.

David will be here directly, and he must not see me like this.

You were right, Die, you saw how it was, and I would not believe you--I did not want to believe you.

Now let me go away and recover myself." But Dinah held her fast.
"You shall go in a moment, dear; but just tell me one thing--did Mr.
Herrick ask you to be his wife ?" "Not exactly--I would not let him go as far as that; but, Die, he loves me so, and he is so unhappy." Then Dinah sighed, and her hand dropped from her sister's arm.
"You had better go," she returned.