Every word he said pierced her heart.
"Now I've made him cross," she wailed, "and I would lay down my life for him--that I would." "See here, my girl," said Jennings, soothingly and fully prepared to make use of the girl's infatuation, "it is absurd your being in love with a gentleman of Mr.Mallow's position." Miss Grant tossed her head.

"I've read Bow-Bells and the Family Herald, sir," she said positively, "and many a time have I read of a governess, which is no more than a servant, marrying an earl.

And that Mr.Mallow isn't, sir." "He will be when Lord Caranby dies," said Jennings, hardly knowing what to say, "and fiction isn't truth.

Besides, Mr.Mallow is engaged." "I know, sir--to Miss Saxon.

Well," poor Susan sighed, "she is a sweet young lady.