She had been anxious to come and see the rooms, and, though the following Sunday was appointed for her visit, she could not wait so long, but, to her cousin's surprise, presented herself at the house one evening, and was announced by the landlady, who looked suspicious.

Julian, with some nervousness, hastened to explain that the visitor was a relative, which did not in the least alter his landlady's preconceived ideas.

Harriet sat down and looked about her with a sigh of satisfaction.

If she could but have such a home! Girls had no chance of getting on as men did.

If only her father could have lived, things would have been different.