Fie, fie, Miss Clary! repeated my aunt.

And fie, fie, likewise, good Madam, to Miss Harlowe, you would say,
were you to have heard her barbarous insults!

Let us go, Madam, said my sister, with great violence; let us leave
the creature to swell till she bursts with her own poison.--The last
time I will ever come near her, in the mind I am in!

It is so easy a thing, returned I, were I to be mean enough to follow
an example that is so censurable in the setter of it, to vanquish such
a teasing spirit as your's with its own blunt weapons, that I am
amazed you will provoke me!--Yet, Bella, since you will go, (for she
had hurried to the door,) forgive me. I forgive you. And you have a
double reason to do so, both from eldership and from the offence so
studiously given to one in affliction. But may you be happy, though
I never shall! May you never have half the trials I have had! Be
this your comfort, that you cannot have a sister to treat you as you
have treated me!--And so God bless you!

O thou art a--And down she flung without saying what.

Permit me, Madam, said I to my aunt, sinking down, and clasping her
knees with my arms, to detain you one moment--not to say any thing
about my poor sister--she is her own punisher--only to thank you for
all your condescending goodness to me. I only beg of you not to
impute to obstinacy the immovableness I have shown to so tender a
friend; and to forgive me every thing I have said or done amiss in
your presence, for it has not proceeded from inward rancour to the