Down in the passage his mother was talking to the old man, who turned to the girl and told her to wait outside.
"But let her come in and sit down," urged Humility.
"No, ma'am; I know my mind.

I want one hour with your husband." Taffy heard the door shut, and went back to his window-seat.
The little girl had climbed the cannon opposite, and sat there dangling her feet and eyeing the house.
"Boy," said she, "what a funny window-seat you've got! I can see your legs under it." "That's because the window reaches down to the floor, and the bench is fixed across by the transom here." "What's your name ?" "Theophilus; but they call me Taffy." "Why ?" "Father says it's an imperfect example of Grimm's Law." "Oh! Then, I suppose you're quite the gentleman?
My name's Honoria." "Is that your father downstairs ?" "Bless the boy! What age do you take me for?
He's my grandfather.
He's asking your father about his soul.

He wants to be saved, and says if he's not saved before next Lady-day, he'll know the reason why.

What are you doing up there ?" "Reading." "Reading what ?" "The Bible." "But, I say, can you really ?" "You listen." Taffy rested the big Bible on the window-frame; it just had room to lie open between the two mullions--"_Now when they had gone throughout Phrygia and Galatia, and were forbidden of the Holy Ghost to preach the word in Asia, after they were come to Mysia they assayed to go into Bithynia; but the Spirit suffered them not.
And they, passing by Mysia, came down to Troas.

And a vision appeared to Paul in the night_.