To my thinking she was just what an honest English girl should be; straight-forward and gentle, looking the whole world in the face with frank and honourable simplicity.

When she had finished her labour of love, which only occupied her a few moments, she suggested that we should stroll on to her house.
"My uncle will be wondering what has become of me," she said, "and he will also be most anxious to see you." "He does not accompany you to church then ?" "No," she answered.

"He is so conscious of his affliction that he cannot bear it to be remarked.

He usually stays at home and walks up and down a path in the garden, brooding, I am afraid, over his treatment by Mr.
Hayle.

It goes to my heart to see him." "And Mr.Codd ?" "He, poor little man, spends most of his time reading such works on Archaeology as he can obtain.