"Well, Sister, I hope you will think of these things, and that our Lord may give you more of the grace of humility. You lack it very much, I can assure you. I would you would try to copy such of us as are really humble and meek." "That I earnestly desire, Sister," said I: "but is it not better to copy our Lord Himself than any earthly example? I thank you for your reproof, and I will try harder to be humble." "You know, Sister," said she, as she was going forth, "I have no wish but to be faithful. I cannot bear telling others of their faults. Only, I _must_ be faithful." "I thank you, Sister Ada," said I. So away she went. Sister Gaillarde said when she saw me, with one of her grim smiles-- "Well! is the lecture over? Did she bite very hard?" "She saith I am greatly lacking in meekness and humility, and take too much on myself," said I: "and I dare say it is true." "Humph!" said Sister Gaillarde. "It would be a mercy if some folks weren't. And if one or two of us had a trifle more self-assertion, perhaps some others would have less." "Have I too much self-assertion, Sister?" I said, feeling sorry it should be thus plain to all my Sisters. "I will really--" Sister Gaillarde patted me on the shoulder with her grimmest smile. "You will really spoil every body you come near!" said she. "Go your ways, Sister Annora, and leave the wasps in the garden a-be." "Why, I do," said I, "without they sting me." "Exactly!" said Sister Gaillarde, laughing, and away. I know not what she meant.