"Don't let my wife bore you," he said, pleasantly, as he went out.

"Cut her short, poor soul--cut her short!" "Don't cry," said Magdalen, trying to comfort Mrs.Wragge by patting her on the shoulder.

"When the parcel comes back you shall open it." "Thank you, my dear," said Mrs.Wragge, meekly, drying her eyes; "thank you kindly.

Don't notice my handkerchief, please.

It's such a very little one! I had a nice lot of them once, with lace borders.