"The dogcart is round," she said.

"Are you ready, Ju, dearest?
Dear little Judy! be brave, little old woman." But Judy was white as death, and utterly limp.

She suffered Esther to put her hat on, to help her into her new jacket, to put her gloves into her hand.

She submitted to being kissed by the whole family, to be half carried downstairs by Esther, to be kissed again by the girls, then by the two good-natured domestics, who, in spite of her peccadilloes, had a warm place in their hearts for her.
Esther and Pip lifted her into the dogcart; and she sat in a little, huddled-up way, looking down at the group on the veranda with eyes that were absolutely tragic in their utter despair.

Her father came out, buttoning his overcoat, and saw the look.
"What foolishness is this ?" he said irascibly--"Esther-great heavens! are you making a goose of yourself, too ?"--there were great tears glistening in his wife's beautiful eyes.