I hardly could fashion to take such a liberty, but I thought when my soul was at stake I shouldn't stick at a trifle.

But he said he hadn't time to attend to me then.
'"And, indeed," says he, "I've nothing to say to you but what I've said before.

Take the sacrament, of course, and go on doing your duty; and if that won't serve you, nothing will.

So don't bother me any more." 'So then, I went away.

But I heard Maister Weston--Maister Weston was there, Miss--this was his first Sunday at Horton, you know, an' he was i' th' vestry in his surplice, helping th' Rector on with his gown--' 'Yes, Nancy.' 'And I heard him ask Maister Hatfield who I was, an' he says, "Oh, she's a canting old fool." 'And I was very ill grieved, Miss Grey; but I went to my seat, and I tried to do my duty as aforetime: but I like got no peace.