LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM After waiting a few minutes, Jess said "Good-night," and went straight to Bessie's room.

Her sister had undressed, and was sitting on her bed, wrapped in a blue dressing-gown that suited her fair complexion admirably, and with a very desponding expression on her beautiful face.
Bessie was one of those people who are easily elated and easily cast down.
Jess came up to her and kissed her.
"What is it, love ?" she said.

And Bessie could never have divined the gnawing anxiety that was eating at her heart as she said it.
"Oh, Jess, I'm so glad that you have come.

I do so want you to advise me--that is, to tell me what you think," and she paused.
"You must tell _me_ what it is all about first, Bessie dear," she said, sitting down opposite to her in such a position that her face was shaded from the light.

Bessie tapped her naked foot against the matting with which the little room was carpeted.