"Kindly! I will never speak any other way but kindly to you, daughter. Come! I will not have any more tears you have shed enough for to-day, I am sure; lift up your face, and I will kiss them away. What was the matter with you, my child?"
But he had to wait a little while for an answer.
"What was it, Ellen?"
"One thing," said Ellen, "I was sorry for what I had said to you, Sir, just before I went out."
"What was that? I do not remember anything that deserved to be a cause of grief."
"I told you, Sir, when I wanted you to let me go to church, that I hadn't seen Edinburgh yet."
"Well?"
"Well, Sir, that wasn't being quite true; and I was very sorry for it."
"Not true? Yes, it was; what do you mean? you had not seen
Edinburgh."
"No, Sir; but I mean that was true; but I said it to make you believe what wasn't true."