teachers of that kind--of _any_ kind--are there?' 'No; my uncle thinks it
better I should lay in a store of health, he says.'

'I know; and the carriage and horses have not come; how soon are they
expected?'

'I really can't say, and I assure you I don't much care. I think running
about great fun.'

'You walk to church?'

'Yes; Uncle Silas's carriage wants a new wheel, he told me.'

'Ay, but a young woman of your rank, you know, it is not usual she should
be without the use of a carriage. Have you horses to ride?'

I shook my head.

'Your uncle, you know, has a very liberal allowance for your maintenance
and education.'

I remembered something in the will about it, and Mary Quince was constantly
grumbling that 'he did not spend a pound a week on our board.'

I answered nothing, but looked down.

Another glance at the door from Doctor Bryerly's sharp black eyes.

'Is he kind to you?'