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"The clerkly person s poor she died unwed"

The Rev Ca,

lived in an old parsonage, built of stone, venerable enough to match

the church which it looked out upon All the furniture too in the

house was old, but with another grade of age--that of Mr Farebrother's

father and grandfather There were painted white chairs, with gilding

and wreaths on the red silk daraved portraits of Lord Chancellors and other

celebrated lawyers of the last century; and there were old pier-glasses

to reflect them, as well as the little satin-wood tables and the sofas

rese in relief

against the dark wainscot This was the physiognoate was shown; and there were three ladies to receive

hienuine

respectability: Mrs Farebrother, the Vicar's white-haired mother,

befrilled and kerchiefed with dainty cleanliness, upright, quick-eyed,

and still under seventy; Miss Noble, her sister, a tiny old lady of

meeker aspect, with frills and kerchief decidedly more worn and mended;

and Miss Winifred Farebrother, the Vicar's elder sister, well-looking

like hile women are apt to be who

spend their lives in uninterrupted subjection to their elders Lydgate