But if this simple, unspoiled, little country maiden would leave her future life in his keeping, how easy and how happy it should be! "It's very good of you," said Phebe, in a trembling voice; "and I'm not afraid of you, Mr.Clifford, not in the least; but I could not keep from fretting in this house.

Oh, I loved them so, every one of them; but Mr.
Roland most of all.

No one was ever so good to me as he was.

If it hadn't been for him I should have learned nothing, and father himself would have been a dull, ignorant man.

Mr.Roland learnt to talk to father, and nobody else could talk with him but me.