The shock of sorrow compelled her to muse on problems which as yet she had either not realised, or had solved in the light of tradition, childwise.

Her mind was ripe for those modern processes of thought which hitherto had only been implicit in her education.
To her father Annabel's companionship was invaluable.

She repaid richly out of the abundance of her youthful life that anxious guidance which he gave to her thoughts.

Her loving tact sweetened for him many an hour which would else have been spent in profitless brooding: when the signs of which she had become aware warned her that he needed to be drawn from himself, she was always ready with her bright converse, her priceless sympathy.

Without her he would seldom have exerted himself to wander far from the house, but Annabel could at any time lead him over hill and valley by pretending that she had need of a holiday.