But I would be glad to see you." "I have done so every night of my life for fear of robbers, and the dust I 've seen in strange houses--it's there you can tell a good servant," and Mrs.Dowbiggin nodded with an air of great sagacity.
"Well," demanded the Doctor, anxiously watching the operation, "guilty or not guilty ?" "She knew what I would do.

I hate those sharp women," and then the Doctor grew so eloquent over uncharitable judgments and unreasonable prejudices that his wife denounced Sarah bitterly as a "cunning woman who got on the blind side of gentlemen." Her popularity with Carmichael's friends was beyond question, for though she was a reserved woman, with no voluntary conversation, they all sent messages to her, inquired for her well-being at Fast-days, and brought her gifts of handkerchiefs, gloves, and such like.

When they met at Theologicals and Synods they used to talk of Sarah with unction--till married men were green with envy--being simple fellows and helpless in the hands of elderly females of the Meiklewham genus.
For there are various arts by which a woman, in Sarah's place, wins a man's gratitude, and it may be admitted that one is skilful cooking.
Sensible and book-reading men do not hunger for six courses, but they are critical about their toast and.

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