Joyce interrupted in much confusion, looking at her master.
"It is a little girl, sir.

I beg your pardon, I'm sure I thought I had said so; but I'm so flurried as I never was before." There was a pause, and then the minister spoke again.

"Name the child." "Isabel Lucy," said Mr.Carlyle.Upon which a strange sort of resentful sniff was heard from Miss Corny.

She had probably thought to hear him mention her own; but he had named it after his wife and his mother.
Mr.Carlyle was not allowed to see his wife until evening.

His eyelashes glistened, as he looked down at her.