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Ellis, in the deepest embarrassment, knew not which way to turn her head.
"She paid them, Miss Bydel," said Mr. Giles, "because she is too just, as well as too charitable, to let honest people want, only because they have the good nature to keep her from wanting herself; while she has such large sums, belonging to a rich friend, lying quite useless, in a bit of paper, by her side. For the money was left with her by a very rich friend, she told me herself."
"No, Sir,—no, Mr. Giles," cried Ellis, hastily, and looking every way to avoid the anxious enquiring, quick-glancing eyes of Harleigh: "I did not . . . I could not say. . ." she stopt, scarcely knowing what she meant either to deny or to affirm.
"Yes, yes, 'twas a rich friend, my dear lady, you owned that. If you had not given me that assurance, I should not have urged you to make use of it. Besides, who but a rich friend would leave you money in such a way as that, neither locked, nor tied,
