Sally, too, put in her word of instruction from the kitchen, helping, as she fancied, though her assistance was often rather _malapropos_; for instance, she called out, to a little fat, stupid, roly-poly girl, to whom Miss Benson was busy explaining the meaning of the word quadruped, "Quadruped, a thing wi' four legs, Jenny; a chair is a quadruped, child!" But Miss Benson had a deaf manner sometimes when her patience was not too severely tried, and she put it on now.

Ruth sat on a low hassock, and coaxed the least of the little creatures to her, and showed it pictures till it fell asleep in her arms, and sent a thrill through her, at the thought of the tiny darling who would lie on her breast before long, and whom she would have to cherish and to shelter from the storms of the world.
And then she remembered, that she was once white and sinless as the wee lassie who lay in her arms; and she knew that she had gone astray.

By-and-by the children trooped away, and Miss Benson summoned her to put on her things for chapel.
The chapel was up a narrow street, or rather _cul-de-sac_, close by.
It stood on the outskirts of the town, almost in fields.

It was built about the time of Matthew and Philip Henry, when the Dissenters were afraid of attracting attention or observation, and hid their places of worship in obscure and out-of-the-way parts of the towns in which they were built.

Accordingly, it often happened, as in the present case, that the buildings immediately surrounding, as well as the chapels themselves, looked as if they carried you back to a period a hundred and fifty years ago.