She wished she might see a smile upon it.

And now that the die was cast she could not tell why she had trusted it.

There was singular force in it, but she did not recognize what kind of force.

One instant she thought it was stern, and the next that it was sweet, and again that it was neither.
"I'm glad you've got your sister," he said, presently.
"How did you know she's my sister ?" "I reckon she looks like you." "No one else ever thought so," replied Helen, trying to smile.
Bo had no difficulty in smiling, as she said, "Wish I was half as pretty as Nell." "Nell.

Isn't your name Helen ?" queried Dale.
"Yes.