But come, Harry; come and sit down, and let me get you some tea.

There is no harm, I suppose, in having you here--is there ?" "Harm, Lady Ongar ?" "Yes--harm, Lady Ongar." As she repeated her own name after him, nearly in his tone, she smiled once again; and then she looked as she used in the old days, when she would be merry with him.

"It is hard to know what a woman may do, and what she may not.

When my husband was ill and dying, I never left his bedside.

From the moment of my marrying him till his death, I hardly spoke to a man but in his presence; and when once I did, it was he that had sent him.