We never have ague." "You are fortunate," sighed Mrs.Bayne.

"I wish that wretched swamp _could_ be done something to." "So do I, with all my heart.

I must tease William into giving the people no rest until they do it." "You will be doing us and our poor neighbours at the shanties no small service.

Ague is dreadfully bad there just now." A frantic pull at Mrs.Bellairs' hat from the baby interrupted the conversation, and the visitors rose to go.
When they were once more on the road Mrs.Bellairs turned laughingly to her companion, "Tell me," she said, "don't you agree with me that a visit to the Parsonage furnishes a tolerably strong argument in favour of a clergy such as the Roman Catholic ?" "That is, an unmarried one?
Are many of your clergymen's wives like Mrs.
Bayne ?" "If you mean are they worn out, overworked women?
Yes, I believe so.

How can they help it indeed, when one hundred a year is a very ordinary amount for a clergyman's income ?" Mr.Percy shrugged his shoulders.