Howfriendlythewarmairfelt！howconsolingthecrimsonwallswiththesoftflickerofthegreatfireuponthem！howdelicioustheodourofthecockie-leekie！，Shecouldgiveupwhiskyagooddealmoreeasily，shethought，ifshehadthecomfortsofaministertofallbackupon！，Andthiswasthesameministerwhohadoncetoldherthathersoulwasasprecioustohimasthatofanyotherinhisparish——andthendrivenherfromrespectableJinkLanetothedisreputableDaurfoot！，Itallpassedthroughhermindinaflash，whileyetGibbiepulledandsheresisted。
“Gilbert，comehere，“calledMrs。Sclater。
Hewenttoherside，obedientandtrustingasachild。
“Really，Gilbert，youmustnot，“shesaid，ratherloudforawhisper。“Itwon’tdototurnthingsupsidedownthisway。Ifyouaretobeagentleman，andaninmateofmyhouse，youmustbehavelikeotherpeople。Icannothaveawomanlikethatsittingatmytable——Doyouknowwhatsortofapersonsheis？”
Gibbie’sfaceshoneup。Heraisedhishands。Hewasalreadyabletotalkalittle。