And besides, I should be very sorry if Lizzie had the right to know your secrets, as I have, dearest John.

Not a soul shall be the wiser for your having trusted me, John; although I shall be very wretched when you are late away at night, among those dreadful people.' 'Well,' I replied, 'it is no use crying over spilt milk Annie.

You have my secret, and I have yours; and I scarcely know which of the two is likely to have the worst time of it, when it comes to mother's ears.

I could put up with perpetual scolding but not with mother's sad silence.' 'That is exactly how I feel, John.' and as Annie said it she brightened up, and her soft eyes shone upon me; 'but now I shall be much happier, dear; because I shall try to help you.

No doubt the young lady deserves it, John.