"He's married an heiress--so the story goes; and is going to reside with her in England.

I'm glad of that any how.

It might not be so pleasant for you to meet them--sensitive thing that you are! But it wouldn't trouble _me_.

_I_ could look them both in the face and not blink.
Much joy may he have with his English bride! Bless me, child, how you do tremble!" she added, as she noticed the fingers of her niece trying in vain to direct the needle she held upon the face of the embroidery.

"It's nothing more than you had to expect.