"How your husband does spoil that child, Bessy!"said Mrs. Glegg, in a loud "aside," to Mrs. Tulliver."It'll be the ruin of her, if you don't take care. My father never brought his children up so, else we should ha'been a different sort o' family to what we are."
Mrs. Tulliver's domestic sorrows seemed at this moment to have reached the point at which insensibility begins. She took no notice of her sister's remark, but threw back her capstrings and dispensed the pudding,in mute resignation.