Her father sat still and bore it, almost without a word.

Both Dolly and Kate were silent and wretched.

Mrs.Masters every now and then gurgled in her throat, and three or four times wiped her eyes.

"I'm better out of the way altogether," she said at last, jumping up and walking towards the door as though she were going to leave the room,--and the house, for ever.
"Mamma," said Mary, rising from her seat, "I won't go.

I'll write and tell Lady Ushant that I can't do it." "You're not to mind me," said Mrs.Masters.