CHAPTER XII.
MISS STANBURY'S GENEROSITY.
On one Wednesday morning early in June, great preparations were being made at the brick house in the Close at Exeter for an event which can hardly be said to have required any preparation at all.

Mrs.Stanbury and her elder daughter were coming into Exeter from Nuncombe Putney to visit Dorothy.

The reader may perhaps remember that when Miss Stanbury's invitation was sent to her niece, she was pleased to promise that such visits should be permitted on a Wednesday morning.
Such a visit was now to be made, and old Miss Stanbury was quite moved by the occasion.

"I shall not see them, you know, Martha," she had said, on the afternoon of the preceding day.
"I suppose not, ma'am." "Certainly not.

Why should I?
It would do no good." "It is not for me to say, ma'am, of course." "No, Martha, it is not.