The other day I went, on the business of our society, into a dreadfully poor home, where the people, I'm sure, often suffer from hunger.

I couldn't give money--for one thing, I have very little, and then it's so demoralising, and one never knows whether the people will be offended--but I sat down and told the poor woman all about the Prologue to the Canterbury Tales, and you can't think how interested she was, and how grateful! It quite brightened the day for her.

One felt one had done _some_ good." There was silence.

Lady Ogram looked admiringly at the girl.

If anyone else had talked to her in this way, no vehemence of language would have sufficed to express her scorn; but in May Tomalin such ideals seemed to her a very amiable trait.