The mother had had a seizure, and was in the most precarious state." "Surely she stayed!" "It was as much as her place was worth," said the doctor; "and her wages were the chief maintenance of the family.

So she had to go back to dress her mistress, while the old woman lay there, wailing after Betsy.

She did give warning then, but, before the month was out, the mother was dead." Meta did not speak, and Dr.May presently rose, saying he should try to meet Mr.Rivers in the town, and went out.

Meta sat thoughtful, and at last, sighing, said, "I wonder whether Bellairs's mother is so very ill?
I have a great mind to let Susan try to do my hair, and let Bellairs stay a little longer.

I never thought of that." "I do not think you will be sorry," said Margaret.
"Yes, I shall, for if my hair does not look nice, papa will not be pleased, and there is Aunt Leonora coming.