What an odd man! I stayed at the cottage about two hours, and read a little to the children and Elspeth, and then I started for the Lockes'.
Kitty clapped her hands when she heard she was to go to church with her aunt Susan.

I found out afterwards the child had always gone alone.
Phoebe was evidently expecting me, for her eyes were fixed on the door as I entered, and the same shadowy smile I had seen once before swept over her wan features when she saw me.

She seemed ready and eager to talk, but I adhered to my usual programme.

I was rather afraid that our conversation would excite her, so I wanted to quiet her first.

I sang a few of my favourite hymns, and then read the evening psalms.