'How dare he write to _you,'_ she burst out, 'of what I said to him when we took leave of each other?
And how dare you come here, and read it to me?
What do I care about your life, in his absence?
Of what earthly consequence are his remembrance and his gratitude to Me!' She spoke of him, with such fury and such contempt, that she roused me at last.

I said to her, 'You abominable woman, there is but one excuse for you--you're mad!' I left the room--and didn't I bang the door! We have not met since.

Let me hear your opinion, Teresa.

I was in a passion when I told her she was mad; but was I altogether wrong?
Do you really think the poor creature is in her right senses?
"Looking back at your letter, I see that you ask if I have made any new acquaintances.
"I have been introduced to one of the sweetest women I ever met with.
And who do you think she is?
My other aunt--Mrs.Gallilee's younger sister, Lady Northlake! They say she was not so handsome as Mrs.
Gallilee, when they were both young.

For my part, I can only declare that no such comparison is possible between them now.