Part 18 (1/2)

”Don't laugh at ie, in a passionate tone, and with an outburst of angry tears, sta him a push

”Now, then, spitfire!” said Too down: I can s in”

Toie As she stood crying before the glass, she felt it io down to dinner and endure the severe eyes and severe words of her aunts, while Tom, and Lucy, and Martha, aited at table, and perhaps her father and her uncles, would laugh at her If Tohed at her, of course every one else would; and, if she had only let her hair alone, she could have sat with To and the custard! What could she do but sob?

”Miss Maggie, you're to co the roo? I never saw such a fright!”

”Don't, Kezia,” said Maggie, angrily ”Go away!”

”But I tell you, you're to come down, Miss, this ie and taking her by the hand to raise her from the floor

”Get away, Kezia; I don't want any dinner,” said Maggie, resisting Kezia's arot to wait at dinner,” said Kezia, going out again

”Maggie, you little silly,” said To into the room ten minutes after, ”why don't you cooodies, andfor?”

Oh, it was dreadful! To on the floor, Maggie would have cried, too And there was the dinner, so nice; and she was _so_ hungry It was very bitter

But Toether hard He went and put his head near her, and said, in a lower, co you a bit of pudding when I've had ie, beginning to feel life a littleaway But he turned again at the door and said: ”But you'd better coie's tears had ceased, and she looked reflective as Toood nature had taken off the keenest edge of her suffering

Slowly she rose fro her scattered locks, and slowly shewith one shoulder against the fra in when it was ajar She saw Tom and Lucy with an empty chair between them, and there were the custards on a side-table--it was too much She slipped in and went towards the empty chair But she had no sooner sat down than she repented, and wished herself back again

Mrs Tulliver gave a little screaravy-spoon into the dish with the most serious results to the tablecloth

Mrs Tulliver's scream ie's cheeks and ears began to burn, while Uncle Glegg, a kind-looking, white-haired old gentleirl's this? Why, I don't know her Is it soirl you've picked up in the road, Kezia?”

”Why, she's gone and cut her hair herself,” said Mr Tulliver in an undertone to Mr Deane, laughing with much enjoyment

”Why, little Miss, you've made yourself look very funny,” said Uncle Pullet

”Fie, for sha, in her severest tone of reproof

”Little girls that cut their own hair should be whipped and fed on bread and water, not come and sit doith their aunts and uncles”

”Aye, aye,” said Uncle Glegg, ive a playful turn, ”she must be sent to jail, I think, and they'll cut the rest of her hair off there, and ypsy than ever,” said Aunt Pullet in a pitying tone

”She's a naughty child, that'll break her mother's heart,” said Mrs