dead yet."

"And if she were, what would be the use of talking of making her will?
Now, if you were Sally, I should say, 'Answer me that, you goose!' But,
as you're a relation of my lady's, I must be civil, and only say, 'I
can't think how you can talk so like a fool!' To be sure, poor thing,
you're lame!"

I do not know how long she would have gone on; but my lady came in, and
I, released from my duty of entertaining Miss Galindo, made my limping
way into the next room. To tell the truth, I was rather afraid of Miss
Galindo's tongue, for I never knew what she would say next.

After a while my lady came, and began to look in the bureau for
something: and as she looked she said--"I think Mr. Horner must have made
some mistake, when he said he had so much work that he almost required a
clerk, for this morning he cannot find anything for Miss Galindo to do;
and there she is, sitting with her pen behind her ear, waiting for
something to write. I am come to find her my mother's letters, for I
should like to have a fair copy made of them. O, here they are: don't
trouble yourself, my dear child."

When my lady returned again, she sat down and began to talk of Mr. Gray.

"Miss Galindo says she saw him going to hold a prayer-meeting in a
cottage. Now that really makes me unhappy, it is so like what Mr. Wesley
used to do in my younger days; and since then we have had rebellion in
the American colonies and the French Revolution. You may depend upon it,
my dear, making religion and education common--vulgarising them, as it
were--is a bad thing for a nation. A man who hears prayers read in the