She set the kettle on the table, and placed the tea-board on the fire.

Her confusion, by attracting the notice of her mistress, helped to relieve her from her own embarrassing situation.

She, with her own delicate hands, rectified the mistake of Dolly, who still continued to sob, and said, "Yau may think, my Leady Darnel, as haw I'aive yeaten hool-cheese; but it y'an't soa.

I'se think, vor mai peart, as how I'aive bean bewitched." Sir Launcelot could not help smiling at the simplicity of Dolly, whose goodness of heart and attachment Aurelia did not fail to extol, as soon as her back was turned.

It was in consequence of this commendation, that, the next time she entered the room, our adventurer, for the first time, considered her face, and seemed to be struck with her features.