I'm going now to see Adam." "Ah, their poor aged mother!" said Dinah, dropping her hands and looking before her with pitying eyes, as if she saw the object of her sympathy.
"She will mourn heavily, for Seth has told me she's of an anxious, troubled heart.

I must go and see if I can give her any help." As she rose and was beginning to fold up her work, Captain Donnithorne, having exhausted all plausible pretexts for remaining among the milk-pans, came out of the dairy, followed by Mrs.Poyser.

Mr.Irwine now rose also, and, advancing towards Dinah, held out his hand, and said, "Good-bye.

I hear you are going away soon; but this will not be the last visit you will pay your aunt--so we shall meet again, I hope." His cordiality towards Dinah set all Mrs.Poyser's anxieties at rest, and her face was brighter than usual, as she said, "I've never asked after Mrs.Irwine and the Miss Irwines, sir; I hope they're as well as usual." "Yes, thank you, Mrs.Poyser, except that Miss Anne has one of her bad headaches to-day.

By the by, we all liked that nice cream-cheese you sent us--my mother especially." "I'm very glad, indeed, sir.