Did Mr. Tulliver let you have the money all at once?鈥� said Mrs. Tulliver, still lost in the conception of things which had been going on鈥� without her knowledge.

What, Tom?鈥� said Lucy, with curiosity.

Get away with you 鈥� go!鈥� said Tulliver, angrily. But it was not to Wakem that he spoke. Slowly the lawyer rose, and, as he turned his head, saw that Tulliver鈥檚 arms were being held by a girl, rather by the fear of hurting the girl that clung to him with all her young might.

Leave me to myself, if you please,鈥� she said, with impetuous haughtiness, and for the future avoid me.鈥�

What, 鈥楪raceful Consort鈥�? I don鈥檛 think it suits your voice.鈥�

She鈥檚 downstairs with my aunts, father. Shall I fetch her?鈥�