CHAPTER 13.
_"Forgive us each his daily sins, If few or many, great or small; And those that sin against us, Lord, Good Lord! Forgive them all._ _"Judge us not as we others judge; Condemn us not as we condemn; They who are merciless to us, Be merciful to them._ _"And if the cruel storm should pass, And let Thy heaven of peace appear, Make not our right the right--or might, But make the right shine clear."_ "Well, the least I can say of it is that it is very extraordinary!" "What is extraordinary ?" asked Miss Grey, looking up placidly from her knitting, which did not get on very fast now.

For Aunt Maria was exceedingly busy and exceedingly happy.

If ever her brother or his wife had the least qualms of conscience about her removal from the Lodge to Avonside, they would have been dispelled by the sight of the dear little fat woman trotting about, the picture of content, full of housekeeping plans, and schemes for her poultry-yard, her pigeon- house, and her green-house.

As for her garden, it was a source of perpetual pride, wonder, and delight.

The three years which she had spent at the Lodge--which, in her secret heart, she owned were rather dull and trying years--were ended.
She herself, and, indeed, the whole establishment, resumed again exactly the place they had filled in the lifetime of the first Mrs.Grey.
Avonside became once more a regular aunts' house--devoted to children, who now, at the distance of a mile and a half, thought nothing so delightful as to spend long days there, and be petted by Aunt Maria.
The sudden revolution had succeeded--as honest revolutions usually do.
when any one has the courage to attempt them--to break through a false domestic position, and supply it with a true one.