Now, Primrose, take my hand, and sit quietly in this chair.

I am going to confess something to you.
I called to see you and your sisters yesterday morning, intending to patronize you." "To patronize us--why ?" asked Primrose.
Mrs.Ellsworthy laughed in a slightly nervous manner.
"My dear child, we won't go into the whys and the wherefores.

I found I could not do it, that is all.

I have not, however, half finished my confession.

I called to see you because Miss Martineau asked me to." Here Primrose flushed a very rosy pink, and Mrs.Ellsworthy saw a displeased look fill her eyes.
"You must not be angry with Miss Martineau, Primrose.