I am anxious you should talk to her.

She says she has doubts, and she is tired of the Bible.

By the way, please tell Hester, with my love, that she and Mr.
Harvey attacked _The Idyll of East London_, and showed it up entirely, and poor little me had to stand up for her against them all." "She would never do that," said Hester, tranquilly.

"She might perhaps have said, 'The writer is a friend of mine.

I must stand up for her.' But she would never have gone beyond saying it to doing it." "Hester," exclaimed Mrs.Gresley, feeling that she might just as well have remained a spinster if she was to be thus ignored in her own house, "I can't think how you can allow your jealousy of Sybell Loftus, for I can attribute it to nothing else, to carry you so far." "Perhaps it had better carry me into the garden," said Hester, rising with the others.