I never met with so faithful a fellow.

A good enough servant, too, in his way; but somewhat too old-fashioned for my wife and daughters, who complain of his being surly now and then." "You are not thinking of parting with him ?" said Ellinor, jealous for Dixon.
"Oh, no; he and I are capital friends.

And I believe Mrs.Osbaldistone herself would never consent to his leaving us.

But some ladies, you know, like a little more subserviency in manner than our friend Dixon can boast." Ellinor made no reply.

They were entering the painted flower garden, hiding the ghastly memory.