He told me he was a struggling man.
Isn't that horrid?
What is it, Kitty?
Isn't it something very, very dreadful ?" "He writes still, I suppose ?" "Oh dear, yes." Mrs.Willoughby was silent for some time.
"Oh, Minnie," said she at last, "what a trouble all this is! How I wish you had been with me all this time!" "Well, what made you go and get married ?" said Minnie.
"Hush," said Mrs.Willoughby, sadly, "never mind.

I've made up my mind to one thing, and that is, I will never leave you alone with a gentleman, unless--" [Illustration: "HE BENT HIS HEAD DOWN, AND RAN HIS HAND THROUGH HIS BUSHY HAIR."] "Well, I'm sure I don't want the horrid creatures," said Minnie.

"And you needn't be so unkind.

I'm sure I don't see why people will come always and save my life wherever I go.

I don't want them to.