"We named her Terencia Mary." "Then ye put the cart before the horse, madam," said Nancy, shaking her head grimly, "an' the ould warrior has got the foreway in her over the holy lady that has the best right in her, in regard of her sex.

But don't fret now, madam, for it's my belief that the Mary is in her still, an' she'll be the gentlest yet that iver walked of the name.

Only it's us that'll have a han'ful of her until the ould warrior has done with her." Madam smiled indulgently.

Nurse Nancy would occasionally put forth a fantastic notion like this, but in the main she was a patient, prudent, wise creature who had well earned her honours in the family by long and faithful friendship as well as service.

During her latter lonely years old Madam had drawn Nurse Nancy very close to her.