My dear aunt, you ought to be satisfied with showing that you don't believe in good works, and let other people enjoy their own faith.

If charity be a sin, Miss Amy Waring and Miss Hope Wayne are dreadful sinners.

But then, Aunt Dagon, what a saint you must be!" Gradually Mrs.Simcoe was persuaded that she ought to speak plainly to Lawrence Newt upon a subject which profoundly troubled her.

Having resolved to do it, she sat one morning waiting patiently for the door of the library--in which Lawrence Newt was sitting with Hope Wayne, discussing the details of her household--to open.

There was a placid air of resolution in her sad and anxious face, as if she were only awaiting the moment when she should disburden her heart of the weight it had so long secretly carried.