12/30 The misfortune is that it has taken the wrong turning.' Evan watched the figure that was to him as that of an angel--no less! She spoke so frankly to them as she passed: or here and there went on with a light laugh. It seemed an act of graciousness that she should open her mouth to one! And, indeed, by virtue of a pride which raised her to the level of what she thought it well to do, Rose was veritably on higher ground than any present. She no longer envied her friend Jenny, who, emerging from the shades, allured by the waltz, dislinked herself from William's arm, and whispered exclamations of sorrow at the scene created by Mr.Harrington's mother. Rose patted her hand, and said: 'Thank you, Jenny dear but don't be sorry. |