She had all the nice ideas and ways which a girl acquires when she grows from childhood to woman's stature, under the eye of a mother who is a lady.

Katie could be untidy on occasions; but her very untidiness was inviting.

All her belongings were nice; she had no hidden secrets, the chance revealing of which would disgrace her.

She might come in from her island palaces in a guise which would call down some would-be-censorious exclamation from her mother; but all others but her mother would declare that Katie in such moments was more lovely than ever.

And Katie's beauty pleased more than the eye--it came home to the mind and heart of those who saw her.