"I should not think it manly to chase a lady as a schoolboy does a butterfly, for the mere gratification of staring at her.

I stayed on the top of the Flat till she had gone indoors." "Into Rose Cottage ?" "Why--yes." "She had, doubtless, gone to fetch new-laid eggs for her--I mean for the sick gentleman's breakfast.

Kind soul!" "You may jest, Phineas, but I think she is a kind soul.

On her way home I saw her stop twice; once to speak to an old woman who was gathering sticks; and again, to scold a lad for thrashing a donkey." "Did you hear her ?" "No; but I judge from the lad's penitent face as I passed him.

I am sure she had been scolding him." "Then she's not young, depend upon it.