"What business had I to expect that he was going to be our friend ?" she said in her heart.

"We are only tenants to him." "What a kind-spoken young man he is, to be sure, Mercy!" said Mrs.Carr.
So all-sufficient is bare kindliness of tone and speech to the unsensitive nature.
"Yes, mother, he was very kind," said Mercy; "but I don't think we shall ever know him very well." "Why, Mercy, why not ?" exclaimed her mother.

"I should say he was most uncommon friendly for a stranger, running back after our valise in the rain, and a goin' to call on you to oncet." Mercy made no reply.

The carriage rolled along over the rough and muddy road.

It was too dark to see any thing except the shadowy black shapes of houses, outlined on a still deeper blackness by the light streaming from their windows.