"He may sit there till his hair turns gray--if ever such red hair does turn to anything better than itself--and he'll find no change in me.

I wish Frank were here to keep up my courage.

I think if he were to ask me to run away with him, I should be tempted to say yes, at the risk of bringing ruin upon both of us; anything to escape out of the power of that man.

But come what may, I won't endure it much longer.

I'll run away to service soon after Christmas, and father will only have himself to thank for the loss of me." It was Mr.Whitelaw who appeared as principal guest at the Grange on Christmas-day; Mr.Whitelaw, supported on this occasion by a widowed cousin of his who had kept house for him for some years, and who bore a strong family likeness to him both in person and manner, and Ellen Carley thought that it was impossible for the world to contain a more disagreeable pair.