You used to christen me a pillar, and a tree, and a rock, and a polished corner; but there, what's the odds, when a man has done his duty?
The names of him makes no difference." "'Twist you and me, my dear," she said, "nothing can make any difference.

We know one another too well for that.

You are all that I ever used to call you, before I knew better about you, and when I used to dwell upon your hair and your smile.

You know what I used to say of them, now, Stephen ?" "Most complimentary--highly complimentary! Another young woman brought me word of it, and it made me stick firm when my mind was doubtful." "And glad you ought to be that you did stick firm.

And you have the Lord to thank for it, as well as your own sense.