She is the only friend I ever had-except Tom." "You dare, you thankless hussy, to say such a thing in the house where you've been clothed and fed and sheltered for so many years! You're the child of your father with a vengeance! Get out of my sight!" "Aunt--" said Letty, rising.
"No aunt of yours!" interrupted the wrathful woman.
"Mrs.Wardour," said Letty, with dignity, "you have been my benefactor, but hardly my friend: Mary has taught me the difference.

I owe you more than you will ever give me the chance of repaying you.

But what friendship could have stood for an hour the hard words you have been in the way of giving me, as far back as I can remember! Hard words take all the sweetness from shelter.

Mary is the only Christian _I_ have ever known." "So we are all pagans, except your low-lived lady's-maid! Upon my word!" "She makes me feel, often, often," said Letty, bursting into tears, "as if I were with Jesus himself--as if he must be in the room somewhere." So saying, she left her, and went to put up her things.

Mrs.Wardour locked the door of the room where she sat, and refused to see or speak to her again.