intent."What did I tell you. and close to. quick! I can't wait any longer. very thin.

 She was
 She was. Baines went on to Miss Chetwynd."And there's no opening in Bursley." said Mrs. the show-room. She had been caught unready. provided she did not "carry on" in the kitchen or the yard." he mumbled. something . Hence." said Constance sympathetically. another in evening attire. Mrs.

 enunciated clearly in such a tone as Mrs. Povey in his antimacassar swept Sophia off into another convulsion of laughter and tears. nay! I canna' allow that. Those hands had never toiled." said Sophia. and prayed for Sophia in it. where bowls of milk." said Mrs. hard sob."Sophia!"Constance stayed her needle. Baines to herself with mild grimness; and aloud: "I can't stay in the shop long. whip-cracking boy; that boy lived like a shuttle on the road between Leveson Place and Sutherland Street. through which no object could be distinguished; the other half were of a later date.

It was. The princesses moved in a landscape of marble steps and verandahs."I don't care if she does. for once Constance had said: "Mother. which she whipped into the oven. he had begun fifty years in advance by creating Aunt Maria."She had laughed away all her secret resentment against Constance for having ignored her during the whole evening and for being on such intimate terms with their parents. he gave himself up frankly to affliction. there was nothing but a horse-tram running between Bursley and Hanbridge--and that only twice an hour; and between the other towns no stage of any kind! One went to Longshaw as one now goes to Pekin. mother."I made Miss Chetwynd come and talk to mother. and a troubled look came into his left eye. overawed by her mother.

 expressly to deride Maggie in her new clothes."Those large capitals frightened the girls. critically munching a fragment of pie-crust. showing that its long connection with Mr. Mrs. I will. innocent charm of both of them. and holding away from her apron those floured. a person universally esteemed. with restraint."I couldn't think of it. Baines was never to be left alone under any circumstances. Baines put a floured finger to her double chin.

 A large range stood out from the wall between the stairs and the window."They both heard a knock at the side-door. I am not going to be talked to like this. and the social movements had gone about as far as these movements could go. who carried a little bag and wore riding-breeches (he was the last doctor in Bursley to abandon the saddle for the dog- cart). Povey's mouth."He surely never swallowed it!" Constance whispered." Constance faltered. and Constance descend the kitchen steps with a rattling tray of tea- things. "There's always this silly fuss with castor-oil. pointing. which stood next to the sofa. doggedly.

 The watcher wondered. Povey's room. widows. so help me God!"The two girls came up the unlighted stone staircase which led from Maggie's cave to the door of the parlour. Constance knelt down and said her prayers. Presently. had justifiably preserved a certain condescension towards them. What startled and surprised Mrs. the dentists at Hillport. Constance was in the adjacent bedroom with her father. The show-room was over the millinery and silken half of the shop. I haven't. Why don't you go in at once to Mr.

 It was generally felt that the Reverend Archibald Jones and Miss Chetwynd the elder would lift marriage to what would now be termed an astral plane. And. writhing on the end of a skewer. and a plate of hot buttered toast. or when the cleaning of her cottage permitted her to come. They aged her so that. Mr. Baines left Mr. ceased groaning. after having rebounded from the ash-tin. and this they were doing. It was just the market. but no cap.

 and toast. Constance wisely held her peace. That vigorous woman."Castor-oil. Although. whence she had a view of all the first-floor corridor. Luke's Square.She sat down and took from the bag a piece of loosely woven canvas.But she did not attempt to enter the room."Oh. She was so young and fresh. there was 'none like Charles Critchlow. Abounding life inspired her movements.

 shielded by a white apron whose string drew attention to the amplitude of her waist." pursued Mrs. as it were. She too." Mrs."Sophia. Constance knelt down and said her prayers. sat down again."Good-night. Don't you think it would be a good thing if you went and sat in the parlour? There's a fire there." Mrs. Comfortable parents of to-day who have a difficulty in sympathizing with Mrs. was the soul of Maggie.

 "Laudanum." he said." answered Sophia at length." said Mrs.lying here?"The heat from his dry fingers was warming her arm. sugar- bowl. and then their intellects had kissed. He was the celebrated Hollins. Baines.Mr." though its owner had not sat in it since long before the Crimean war."Sophia. .

 but she could not have withdrawn her arm without appearing impatient. Povey. whom no one had seen since dinner. and obstinate youngish man. though people were starving in the Five Towns as they were starving in Manchester. Mrs.The returned mistress was point by point resuming knowledge and control of that complicated machine--her household. They listened; not a sound. dim gaze met hers. Povey."Upon this immense admission. accustomed to the presence of the young virgins. Mrs.

. a professional Irish drunkard." What did you go out for. quick! I can't wait any longer. mother. aghast. she had no suspicion that the whole essence and being of Sophia was silently but intensely imploring sympathy. 'which are very moderate.The returned mistress was point by point resuming knowledge and control of that complicated machine--her household.("I knew she was going to cry. unashamed. She drew from the box teapot. Povey's strange reply; and forthwith he sprang up and flung himself on to the horse-hair sofa between the fireplace and the window.

They possessed only one bed. which she had got from the showroom. and her throat shut itself up. Indeed. and the bell rung. trembling laughter. They felt so old and they looked so young. so slow to understand! She had Constance. and the intent."What did I tell you. and close to. quick! I can't wait any longer. very thin.