But mine is nothing to his." She rose to go, but Mrs.Reffold detained her.
"Don't go yet," she said.

"It is pleasant to have you." She was leaning back in an arm-chair playing with the fringe of an antimacassar.
"Oh, how tired I am of this horrid place!" she said suddenly.

"And I have had a most wearying afternoon.

Mr.Reffold seems to be more irritable every day.

It is very hard that I should have to bear it." Bernardine listened to her in astonishment.
"Yes," she added, "I am quite worn out.