Her sad fancy revived her dead parents--imagined her lover being presented to them--saw him winning their hearts by his genial voice, his sweet smile, his wise and kindly words.

Miss Minerva, entering the room, found her still absorbed in her own little melancholy daydream; recalling the absent, reviving the dead--as if she had been nearing the close of life.

And only seventeen years old.

Alas for Carmina, only seventeen! "Mrs.Gallilee wishes to see you." She started.

"Is there anything wrong ?" she asked.
"No.