My heart is too full for words." "But I may talk to Katy--may I not ?" "Yes." "Well, cousin Katy," laughed Grace; "I shall call you cousin, though you are not really my cousin." "Not your cousin ?" said Katy, a shade of disappointment crossing her animated features.
"No; for Mrs.Gordon is not really my mother; only my stepmother; but she is just as good as a real mother, for I never knew any other.

Dear me! how strange all this is! And you will go up and live with us in Temple Street, and----" "I can't leave my mother," interrupted Katy.
"You mother shall go, too." "She is too sick now." Grace continued to talk as fast as she could, laying out ever so many plans for the future, till the carriage reached Colvin Court.

I will not follow them into the chamber of the sick woman; where Mrs.Gordon, by a slow process that did not agitate the invalid too violently, revealed herself to her sister.

The fine lady of Temple Street had a heart, a warm and true heart, and not that day, nor that night, nor for a week, did she leave the sick bed of the sufferer.

There, in the midst of her sister's poverty, she did a sister's offices.
It was three weeks before Mrs.Redburn was in a condition to be moved to her sister's house; and then she was once more in the midst of the luxury and splendor of her early life.