And a lawyer named Creede, came and talked about his right, not he said by consanguinity, but affinity, whatever that is--" "I know Mr.Creede," said I."He rode with me for two or three days.

I don't believe he'll wrong any one." "Mrs.Thorndyke told them to try their affinity plan if they dared, and she'd show them that they couldn't drag a poor orphan away from her friends against her will.

And I hung to her, and I cried, and said I'd kill myself before I'd go with him; and that man"-- meaning Gowdy--"tried to talk sweet and affectionate and brotherly to me, and I hid my face in Mrs.Thorndyke's bosom--and Mr.Creede looked as if he were sick of his case, and told that man that he would like further consultation with him before proceeding further--and they went away.

But every time I see that man he acts as if he wanted to talk with me, and smiles at me--but I won't look at him.

Oh, why can't they all be good like you, Teunis ?" Then she told me that I looked a lot better when I shaved--at which I blushed like everything, and this seemed to tickle her very much.