The man had given her the card, containing his name and address, in the
belief that she would be invited to many more amusements of the same
kind, and in the hope that she would recommend him as a superintendent
on future occasions. I only relate these trifling particulars to show
you how little worth keeping such a card could be, in such circumstances
as ours. Naturally enough, I threw it away from me across the table,
meaning to throw it on the floor. It fell short, close to the place
in which Magdalen was sitting. She took it up, looked at it, and
immediately declared that she would not have had this perfectly
worthless thing destroyed for the world. She was almost angry with me
for having thrown it away; almost angry with Miss Garth for asking what
she could possibly want with it! Could there be any plainer proof than
this that our misfortunes--falling so much more heavily on her than
on me--have quite unhinged her, and worn her out? Surely her words
and looks are not to be interpreted against her, when she is not
sufficiently mistress of herself to exert her natural judgment--when
she shows the unreasonable petulance of a child on a question which is
not of the slightest importance.
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