Mrs.
Glazzard died abroad.

William, when the desire for retirement came upon him, was glad of the society of a son and a daughter in their early teens.

But the lad died of consumption, and the girl, whose name was Ivy, for a long time seemed to be clinging to life with but doubtful tenure.

She still lived, however, and kept her father's house.
Ivy Glazzard cared little for the pleasures of the world--knew, indeed, scarcely more about them than she had gathered from books.

Her disposition was serious, inclined to a morbid melancholy; she spent much time over devotional literature, but very seldom was heard to speak of religion.