At that moment Morel came in.
"Hello, dad!" "Hello, my son! Tha's let on me!" The two shook hands, and William presented the lady.

She gave the same smile that showed her teeth.
"How do you do, Mr.Morel ?" Morel bowed obsequiously.
"I'm very well, and I hope so are you.

You must make yourself very welcome." "Oh, thank you," she replied, rather amused.
"You will like to go upstairs," said Mrs.Morel.
"If you don't mind; but not if it is any trouble to you." "It is no trouble.

Annie will take you.

Walter, carry up this box." "And don't be an hour dressing yourself up," said William to his betrothed.
Annie took a brass candlestick, and, too shy almost to speak, preceded the young lady to the front bedroom, which Mr.and Mrs.Morel had vacated for her.