God bless them." "'Twas the least they could do," said Jael, softly.
"What a pity you are going out.

I should have liked to talk to you about your father, and Martha, and George the blacksmith.

Doctor, who would live in a town after Cairnhope ?" Jael's fingers trembled at her bonnet-strings, and, turning a look of piteous supplication on Grace, she faltered out, "If you please, miss, might I stay over to-day ?" "Of course.

And then he will tell you all about your people, and that will do just as well as you going to see them; and better." Off came Jael's bonnet with wonderful celerity.
"Get the whole story out of him," said Dr.Amboyne.

"It is well worth your attention.