Will that do, Maria ?" As he spoke he took her little fat hand, patted it lovingly, and then kissed her.
"You'll not be unhappy, sister?
You know it is only going back to the old ways, and to the old country life, which you always liked much better than this." "Much--much better.

You are quite right, as you always are, dear Arnold," This was said in a whisper, but Miss Gascoigne caught it.
"Ah! yes, I see what you are doing--stealing from me the only heart that loves me--persuading her to stay behind.

Very well.

Do it, Maria.
Remain with your brother and your brother's wife.

Forget me, who am nothing to any body--of no use to one creature living." Poor woman without meaning it, she had hit upon something very near the truth.