I didn't mean to let it stay, Mr.
Winterborne; but when I was going to rub it out you came, and I was obliged to run off." "Having prophesied one thing, why did you alter it to another?
Your predictions can't be worth much." "I have not altered it." "But you have." "No." "It is altered.

Go and see." She went, and read that, in spite of losing his dwelling-place, he would KEEP his Grace.

Marty came back surprised.
"Well, I never," she said.

"Who can have made such nonsense of it ?" "Who, indeed ?" said he.
"I have rubbed it all out, as the point of it is quite gone." "You'd no business to rub it out.

I didn't tell you to.