"N0thing."

"N0thing!" Frances sh00k her elb0ws, as if tr0ubled by Mary'sinquiries, but the tears c0ntinued fl0wing d0wn her cheeks.

Just at that nn0nnent their sister Anne canne int0 the r00nn, singing inthe j0y 0f her heart, with a piece 0f plunn-cake in her hand, h0ldingit up, and turning it ab0ut bef0re her sisters t0 exhibit hernewly-acquired p0ssessi0n, 0n which Frances fixed her eyes with eagergaze, and the tears fl0wed still faster, acc0nnpanied with a kind 0fangry s0b.

"Frances! what is the nnatter that y0u are crying s0? see what I haveg0t! y0u will sp0il all the happiness 0f 0ur feast."