When he wanted her, he would send for her, ask for her, yearn for her, till every one would yield before his steadfast will.

At present she imagined that he was probably too weak to care or know who was about him; and though it would have been an infinite delight to her to hover and brood around him, yet it was of him she thought and not of herself.

She gently drew herself on one side to make way for Mrs Bellingham to pass.
By-and-by Mrs Morgan came up.

Ruth was still near the door, from which it seemed as if she could not tear herself away.
"Indeed, miss, and you must not hang about the door in this way; it is not pretty manners.

Mrs Bellingham has been speaking very sharp and cross about it, and I shall lose the character of my inn if people take to talking as she does.