22/29 Don't give her her dinner, unless she asks for it. Treat her severely in that way, poor little soul, because it's for her own good.' "It was all very well for _him_ to say that, but it was impossible for _me_ to do it. The dear child, ma'am, seemed to get used to her misfortune, except when we tried to make her speak. It was the saddest, prettiest sight in the world to see how patiently and bravely she bore with her hard lot from the first. As she grew better in her health, she kept up her reading and writing quite cleverly with my husband and me; and all her nice natural cheerful ways come back to her just the same as ever. |