The inside was dingy and spotted with brown spots, and had too many f's in it, as she thought.

Yet the first glance fascinated her.

It had opened in the middle of _L'Allegro_.

Mrs Forbes found her standing spell-bound, reading the rhymed poems of the man whose blank-verse, two years before, she had declined as not what poetry ought to be.

I have often seen a child refuse his food, and, after being compelled to eat one mouthful, gladly devour the whole.