No sooner do they know that her back is turned--" "Erema!" cried my cousin, with some surprise; and being so recalled, I was ashamed.

But I never could help taking interest in very little things indeed, until my own common-sense, or somebody else, came to tell me what a child I was.

However, I do believe that Uncle Sam liked me all the better for this fault.
"My dear, I did not mean to blame you," Lord Castlewood said, most kindly; "it must be a great relief for you to look on at other people.
But tell me--or rather, since you have told me almost every thing you know--let me, if only in one way I can help you, help you at least in that way." Knowing that he must mean money, I declined, from no false pride, but a set resolve to work out my work, if possible, through my own resources.
But I promised to apply to him at once if scarcity should again befall me, as had happened lately.

And then I longed to ask him why he seemed to have so low an opinion of Sir Montague Hockin.

That question, however, I feared to put, because it might not be a proper one, and also because my cousin had spoken in a very strange tone, as if of some private dislike or reserve on that subject.