Oh, Mr.Ness, I can't leave this house." "My dear child, you shall not be hurried--I know how hardly all these things are coming upon you (and I wish I had never seen Corbet, with all my heart I do!)"-- this was almost to himself, but she must have heard it, for she quivered all over--"but leave this house you must.

You must eat, and the rent of this house must pay for your food; you must dress, and there is nothing but the rent to clothe you.

I will gladly have you to stay at the Parsonage as long as ever you like; but, in fact, the negotiations with Mr.Osbaldistone, the gentleman who offers to take the house, are nearly completed--" "It is my house!" said Ellinor, fiercely.

"I know it is settled on me." "No, my dear.

It is held in trust for you by Sir Frank Holster and Mr.
Johnson; you to receive all moneys and benefits accruing from it"-- he spoke gently, for he almost thought her head was turned--"but you remember you are not of age, and Mr.Johnson and I have full power." Ellinor sat down, helpless.
"Leave me," she said, at length.