You ought to lecture me, and make me good." "Should I, dear ?" said Ruth.

"I don't think I'm the one to do it." "Oh, yes! you are--you've done me good to-night." "Well, if I can do anything for you, tell me what it is ?" asked Ruth, tenderly.
"Oh, not now--not now," replied Jemima.

"I could not tell you here.
It's a long story, and I don't know that I can tell you at all.

Mamma might come up at any moment, and papa would be sure to ask what we had been talking about so long." "Take your own time, love," said Ruth; "only remember, as far as I can, how glad I am to help you." "You're too good, my darling!" said Jemima, fondly.
"Don't say so," replied Ruth, earnestly, almost as if she were afraid.

"God knows I am not." "Well! we're none of us too good," answered Jemima; "I know that.