But other men have spent every sixpence belonging to them, and have contrived to live pleasantly enough for half a century afterwards; and I daresay I can do as they have done.

If the wind is tempered to the shorn lamb, I suppose the hawks and vultures take care of themselves.

I have tried my luck as a shorn lamb, and the tempest has been very bitter for me; so I have no alternative but to join the vultures." Mary Anne Kepp stared wonderingly at her mother's lodger.

She had some notion that he had been saying something wicked and blasphemous; but she was too ignorant and too innocent to follow his meaning.
"O, pray don't talk in that wild way, sir," she entreated.

"It makes me so unhappy to hear you go on like that." "And why should anything that I say make you unhappy, Mary Anne ?" asked the lodger earnestly.
There was something in his tone that set her pale face on fire with unwonted crimson, and she bent very low over her work to hide those painful blushes.