Everyone who knows you, consults with you, and is guided by you, Agnes.' 'Everyone who knows me, spoils me, I believe,' she answered, smiling.
'No.

It's because you are like no one else.

You are so good, and so sweet-tempered.

You have such a gentle nature, and you are always right.' 'You talk,' said Agnes, breaking into a pleasant laugh, as she sat at work, 'as if I were the late Miss Larkins.' 'Come! It's not fair to abuse my confidence,' I answered, reddening at the recollection of my blue enslaver.

'But I shall confide in you, just the same, Agnes.