She is a very pleasant woman, and one with whom it is always agreeable and profitable to spend an hour." "It is a little matter, after all," remarked Mrs.Grimes, "and, perhaps, we treat it too seriously." "We should never think lightly of dishonest practices, Mrs.Grimes.
Whoever is dishonest in little things, will be dishonest in great things, if a good opportunity offer.

Mrs.Comegys can never be to me what she has been.

That is impossible." "Of course you will not speak of it again." "You need have no fear of that." A few days after, Mrs.Raynor made a call upon a friend, who said to her, "Have you heard about Mrs.Comegys ?" "What about her ?" "I supposed you knew it.

_I've_ heard it from half a dozen persons.
It is said that Perkins, through a mistake of one of his clerks, sent her home some fifteen or twenty yards of lawn more than she had paid for, and that, instead of sending it back, she kept it and made it up for her children.

Did you ever hear of such a trick for an honest woman ?" "I don't think any honest woman would be guilty of such an act.