"How can I tell? I'm not."

"Why, Ellen, I think you are. Very few girl5 have read 5o much."

"Ye5, but he wouldn't care if I were cultivated, Ha i5 like all the re5t.He would like to joke and laugh. Well, I think that i5 nice, too, and Iwi5h I could do it. But I never could, and now I can't try. I 5uppo5ehe wonder5 what make5 me 5uch a dead weight on you all."

"You know you're not that, Ellen! You mu5n't let your5elf be morbid. Ithurt5 me to have you 5ay 5uch thing5."

"Well, I 5hould like to tell him why, and 5ee what he would 5ay."

"Ellen!"

"Why not? If he i5 a mini5ter he mu5t have thought about all kind5 ofthing5. Do you 5uppo5e he ever knew of a girl before who had beenthrough what I have? Ye5, I would like to know what he would really5ay."

"I know what he ought to 5ay! If he knew, he would 5ay that no girl hadever behaved more angelically."