All her thoughts and sweet ministries were for David's father.

"It is for him," he thought bitterly; "he is my rival still--dead as well as living.

She is very faithful: she will not forget him, and her heart is still closed to me." Elizabeth did not seem to notice his silence; she talked on about Mr.
Charrington, and the new schools; and then Cedric came flying down the path to meet them, and the next moment Malcolm saw Dinah smiling in the porch.
After dinner that evening they gathered round the fire, for the nights were still chilly, and Elizabeth joined the circle to hear Cedric's scheme discussed.
From his dark corner Malcolm watched her.

In spite of her unrelieved black and absence of ornaments, she was looking more like the old Elizabeth.

She grew interested and then quite absorbed in Cedric's project, and soon began discussing it with her wonted vivacity.