"You had better read it, my dear.

If she is ill, pray let her come home." But the letter spoke of nothing amiss as regarded Dorothy, and did not indeed even mention Dorothy's name.

Luckily Priscilla read the letter in silence, for it was an angry letter.

"What is it, Priscilla?
Why don't you tell me?
Is anything wrong ?" said Mrs.
Stanbury.
"Nothing is wrong, mamma,--except that my aunt is a silly woman." "Goodness me! what is it ?" "It is a family matter," said Nora smiling, "and I will go." "What can it be ?" demanded Mrs.Stanbury again as soon as Nora had left the room.
"You shall hear what it can be.

I will read it you," said Priscilla.
"It seems to me that of all the women that ever lived my Aunt Stanbury is the most prejudiced, the most unjust, and the most given to evil thinking of her neighbours.