I will go away and work, teach, or write, if I can." I saw her eyes beginning to flash, and I did not like these fierce moods for Jane.

I was turning over a book at the time, and, to divert her attention, I read aloud the name written on the title-page.
"Mary Hollingford," I said.

"Was not she your elder sister ?" Jane started.

"Yes," she said.

"Who mentioned her to you ?" "Your mother," I said, "used to tell me of her little Mary, who was at school in France.