"Yes; for such persons as he have not sensations fine enough to let them understand how some can be made to suffer delicately."
"Oh, go on!"
"Well, she was just ready to be brought out in a kind of fairy ballet, in which children are required, the night the theatre opened this season."
"And it was then she ran away?"
"Yes; when she got into the theatre she took fright."
"Did she dance that night, after all?"
"Oh, yes! and she liked it very much, for she is very excitable and very fond of praise. Besides, she has a very bright soul, and she was pleased with the sparkling scenery. As she described it, 'It was all roses, and crystal, and beautiful music going round and round.' She is a sweet little child when you really know her, and as innocent as the two little daughters of the clergyman at St. Anthony's who go every day past hand in hand, with their white foreheads and blue eyes, and whose mamma sleeps by Laura's, in the same churchyard. Well, she came to me several times, and at last I persuaded her papa to let her drink tea with me, and it saves him trouble, so he is very glad she should. It is the end of the season now, so I hope he will give her a real holiday, and she will get quite strong."
"He fetches her, then, to go to the theatre?"
"Yes; it is not any trouble to him, for he calls on another person in this lane, and they all go together."
"Do you know that person?"