bed, and even then we left Mrs

Jellyby among her papers drinking coffee

and Miss Jellyby biting the feather of her pen.

What a strange house!” said Ada when we got upstairs. How curious ‟ ‟

of my cousin Jarndyce to send us here!”

My love,” said I, it quite confuses me. I want to understand it, and I ‟ ‟

can’t understand it at all.”

‟What?” asked Ada with her pretty smile.

All this, my dear,” said I. It ‟ ‟ must be very good of Mrs. Jellyby to take

such pains about a scheme for the benefit of natives—and yet—Peepy

and the housekeeping!”

Ada laughed and put her arm about my neck as I stood looking at the

fire, and told me I was a quiet, dear, good creature and had won her

heart. You are so thoughtful, Esther,” she said, and yet so cheerful! And ‟ ‟

you do so much, so unpretendingly! You would make a home out of even

this house.”

My simple darling! She was quite unconscious that she only praised

herself and that it was in the goodness of her own heart that she made so

much of me!

‟May I ask you a question?” said I when we had sat before the fire a

little while.

‟Five hundred,” said Ada.

‟Your cousin, Mr. Jarndyce. I owe so much to him. Would you mind

describing him to me?”

Shaking her golden hair, Ada turned her eyes upon me with such

laughing wonder that I was full of wonder too, partly at her beauty,

partly at her surprise.

‟Esther!” she cried.

‟My dear!”

‟You want a description of my cousin Jarndyce?”

‟My dear, I never saw him.”

‟And I never saw him!” returned Ada. Jellyby among her papers drinking coffee

and Miss Jellyby biting the feather of her Jellyby among her papers drinking coffee

and Miss Jellyby biting the feather of her pen.

What a strange house!” said Ada when we got upstairs. How curious ‟ ‟

of my cousin Jarndyce to send us here!”

My love,” said I, it quite confuses me. I want to understand it, and I ‟ ‟

can’t understand it at all.”

‟What?” asked Ada with her pretty smile.

All this, my dear,” said I. It ‟ ‟ must be very good of Mrs. Jellyby to take

such pains about a scheme for the benefit of natives—and yet—Peepy

and the housekeeping!”

Ada laughed and put her arm about my neck as I stood looking at the

fire, and told me I was a quiet, dear, good creature and had won her

heart. You are so thoughtful, Esther,” she said, and yet so cheerful! And ‟ ‟

you do so much, so unpretendingly! You would make a home out of even

this house.”

My simple darling! She was quite unconscious that she only praised

herself and that it was in the goodness of her own heart that she made so

much of me!

‟May I ask you a question?” said I when we had sat before the fire a

little while.

‟Five hundred,” said Ada.

‟Your cousin, Mr. Jarndyce. I owe so much to him. Would you mind

describing him to me?”

Shaking her golden hair, Ada turned her eyes upon me with such

laughing wonder that I was full of wonder too, partly at her beauty,

partly at her surprise.

‟Esther!” she cried.

‟My dear!”

‟You want a description of my cousin Jarndyce?”

‟My dear, I never saw him.”

‟And I never saw him!” returned Ada. pen.

What a strange house!” said Ada when we got upstairs. How curious ‟ ‟

of my cousin Jarndyce to send us here!”

My love,” said I, it quite confuses me. I want to understand it, and I ‟ ‟

can’t understand it at all.”

‟What?” asked Ada with her pretty smile.

All this, my dear,” said I. It ‟ ‟ must be very good of Mrs. Jellyby to take

such pains about a scheme for the benefit of natives—and yet—Peepy

and the housekeeping!”

Ada laughed and put her arm about my neck as I stood looking at the

fire, and told me I was a quiet, dear, good creature and had won her

heart. You are so thoughtful, Esther,” she said, and yet so cheerful! And ‟ ‟

you do so much, so unpretendingly! You would make a home out of even

this house.”

My simple darling! She was quite unconscious that she only praised

herself and that it was in the goodness of her own heart that she made so

much of me!

‟May I ask you a question?” said I when we had sat before the fire a

little while.

‟Five hundred,” said Ada.

‟Your cousin, Mr. Jarndyce. I owe so much to him. Would you mind

describing him to me?”

Shaking her golden hair, Ada turned her eyes upon me with such

laughing wonder that I was full of wonder too, partly at her beauty,

partly at her surprise.

‟Esther!” she cried.

‟My dear!”

‟You want a description of my cousin Jarndyce?”

‟My dear, I never saw him.”

‟And I never saw him!” returned Ada.