A good-natured girl

A gloomy Fate had oppressed her there. The separation was a very painful one indeed to her. During eleven years the girl had been her constant friend and associate. Amelia loved her like a daughter. From childhood upwards she had been with her daily and had attached herself so passionately to that dear good lady that when the grand barouche antique piano sale came to carry her off into splendour, she fainted in the arms of her friend, who was indeed scarcely less affected than the good-natured girl. Clapp revenged herself for the deterioration of mankind by levying the most savage contributions upon the tea-caddies and legs of mutton of her locataires.