"Why don't you laugh, Grizel ?" Never, they said, had there been such a generous brother.

The town was astir about this poor man's gifts to the lucky bride.

There were rumours that among the articles was a silver coal-scuttle, but it proved to be a sugar-bowl in that pattern.

Three bandboxes came for her to select from; somebody discovered who was on the watch, but may I be struck dead if more than one went back.

Yesterday it was bonnets; to-day she is at Tilliedrum again, trying on her going-away dress.