I would go to such a place to-morrow, if you liked." "Letty, your tastes may be vulgar, but you owe it to your family to look at least like a lady." "But I am not scholar enough for a governess, aunt." "That is not my fault.

I sent you to a good school.

Now, I will find you a good situation, and you must contrive to keep it." "O aunt! let me stay here--just as I am.

Call me your dairymaid or your housemaid.

It is all one--I do the work now." "Do you mean to reflect on me that I have required menial offices of you?
I have been to you in the place of a mother; and it is for me, not for you, to make choice of your path in life." "Do you want me to go at once ?" asked Letty, her heart sinking again, and her voice trembling with a pathos her aunt quite misunderstood.
"As soon as I have secured for you a desirable situation--not before," answered Mrs.Wardour, in a tone generously protective.
Her affection for the girl had never been deep; and, the moment she fancied she and her son were drawing toward each other, she became to her the thawed adder: she wished the adder well, but was she bound to harbor it after it had begun to bite?
There are who never learn to see anything except in its relation to themselves, nor that relation except as fancied by themselves; and, this being a withering habit of mind, they keep growing drier, and older, and smaller, and deader, the longer they live--thinking less of other people, and more of themselves and their past experience, all the time as they go on withering.
But Mrs.Wardour was in some dread of what her son would say when he came to know what she had been doing; for, when we are not at ease with ourselves, when conscience keeps moving as if about to speak, then we dread the disapproval of the lowliest, and Godfrey was the only one before whom his mother felt any kind of awe.