She makes a merit of stopping, and says I ought to feel under eternal obligation to her and Maude for sacrificing themselves to a solitary man and his household.

But you should have heard the uproar she made upon discovering I had been to the Rectory.

She had my room fumigated and my clothes burnt." "Foolish old creature!" "The best of it was, I pointed out by mistake the wrong coat, and the offending one is upstairs now.

I shall show it her some day.

She reproached me with holding her life and her daughter's dirt-cheap, and wormed a promise out of me not to visit the Rectory as long as fever was in it." "Which you gave ?" "She wormed it out of me, I tell you.