'Well, I saw her to-day, papa. I was there, and I went into her room. And I wish you could have seen her! Such a bright cheerful room, open to the garden; which to be sure is all bare now, but there is the look-out, and a good piece of blue sky above the tree tops;—and it was as prettily furnished as any lady need have; and a bunch of splendid greenhouse flowers stood on the table by her. She was sitting in an easy chair, taking royal comfort, I could see. And while I was there her dinner was brought in; a roast quail, papa, and tea in a dear little china tea-pot, and everything as nice and dainty as it could be. And she told me that the day before,— you know yesterday was so mild and pleasant, papa,—Hazel had taken her out for a long drive; with herself, papa, under her own fur robes, and had given her a blue gauze veil to save her eyes from the glare, because there is so much snow about yet. You ought to have seen Jane's face when she was telling me! She says she has got among angels.' 'Whose doing was all that?' Prudentia asked. 'And then, oh papa, just think of it! for it is so unlike the way of the world;—two nights ago they had her to dine with them—with themselves—and entertained her all the evening. They sang for her, and talked to her. Poor Jane said she thought she was in heaven already!' Prim's eyes were full of bright tears, and Dr. Maryland's glistened. 'But that does not strike me as judicious,' put in Mrs. Coles. 'That is mixing up things very much. A sewing-woman to dine with them! That is Dane's doing, you may be sure. Hazel never would.' 'They are not of two minds,' said Prim; 'and she likes _this_, for she told me about it, when I repeated to her what Jane had said to me. It is only one evening a week; but one evening a week they will entertain whoever is in the house. Being their _guest_, Hazel says Duke says, gives them the right. Papa, they are very happy!' 'Ay!' said Dr. Maryland. 'They will be happy; for it is written— "He that watereth shall be watered also himself." '