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secret history of it than any one else. Whether 

 for this, or for some other reason, he was allowed 

 to have his own way, and no one was permitted to 

 interfere with him. He ate his meals apart from 

 the rest of the servants, and never spoke to any 

 one except on the utmost emergency. It was sup- 

 posed that he had saved up a great deal of money, 

 which it was thought he hid in secret places in one 

 of the old turrets, which was set apart for his par- 

 ticular accommodation. The key of this turret he 

 carefully kept, and allowed no one to enter it. On 

 one or two occasions I ventured to address him, but 

 he growled out something which I did not under- 

 stand, giving me at the same time a look which 

 plainly implied that he had no desire to hold com- 

 munion with me. Such was old Andrew, and I 

 still fancy that I can see him with his large nose, 

 tipped with red, his meagre face, his short starved 

 looking figure, and drum-stick legs, with his vinegar 

 countenance, depositing the prayer books on the 

 well stuffed cushions of the family pew. 



On entering the church, and before the service 

 began, the old ladies looked round it with a scruti- 

 nizing eye, to see whether their several dependants 

 and tenants were in their usual places. As soon 

 however as the clergyman entered the reading 

 desk, their attention was fixed on the service of 

 the day, and although their devotion might appear 

 formal, it was evidently sincere. 



