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Mr. Lorry knew Miss Pross to be very jealous, but he also knew

her by this time to be, beneath the service of her eccentricity,

one of those unselfish creatures--found only among women--who

will, for pure love and admiration, bind themselves willing

slaves, to youth when they have lost it, to beauty that they

never had, to accomplishments that they were never fortunate

enough to gain, to bright hopes that never shone upon their own

sombre lives. He knew enough of the world to know that there is

nothing in it better than the faithful service of the heart; so

rendered and so free from any mercenary taint, he had such an

exalted respect for it, that in the retributive arrangements made

by his own mind--we all make such arrangements, more or less--he

stationed Miss Pross much nearer to the lower Angels than many

ladies immeasurably better got up both by Nature and Art, who had

balances at Tellson's.