DREADFULLY GOOD The destruction of Nurse Nancy's spectacles was a real tragedy.

Between the hills and the sea spectacles are not found growing like limpets on the rocks, or shaking on the wind like the bog-flowers.

The rule in Trimleston House with regard to these necessary articles was that Granny's cast-off spectacles fell to Nancy, who was younger than her mistress, and who was nicely suited by glasses that had ceased to be powerful enough for Madam.
"Has Granny none to give you, Nursey ?" asked Terry, with repentant eyes fixed on Nancy's small brown orbs so deeply set in wrinkles.
"No, child, no.

She got her new ones from Dublin only a week ago.

And myself got the ould ones.