One look at his face was enough to show me that he was limping and aching and groaning." Adelaide found this pleasantry amusing far beyond its merits.

"You can't tell," said she.

"Theresa doesn't seem the same to him that she does to--to us." "Worse," replied Henrietta, "worse.

It's fortunate they're rich.

If the better class of people hadn't the money that enables them to put buffers round themselves, wife-beating wouldn't be confined to the slums.