"You are a good girl."
"Ah, but don't you remember the agreement?"
"Yes, and I only intended to remark that it would not be difficult for you to adhere to it."
"Does that displease you, sir?" inquired Nanna in a tone of displeasure which was the more pertinent as it was foreign to her usual manner.
"Certainly not, Miss Nanna, on the contrary I am delighted that you should follow my advice so faithfully—either of the young ladies at the parsonage are suitable."
"Did you refer to one of those?" inquired Nanna, her countenance assuming a deathly paleness, "O they are so beautiful."
"Yes, perfectly angelic—especially Miss—Miss—what is her name?"
"You probably allude to Miss Charlotte."
"Right, Miss Charlotte, whose hair is so black and beautiful."
"O, no, that is Sophia!" exclaimed Nanna.