For some time they would hear nothing at all, and then again the most delicate of tones would creep into their ears, bringing with it more, it seemed to Mary in the surprise of its sweetness, than she could have believed single tone capable of carrying.

Once or twice a few consecutive sounds made a division strangely sweet; and then again, for a time, nothing would reach them but a note here and a note there of what she was fain to imagine a wonderful melody.

The visitation lasted for about an hour, then ceased.
Letty went to bed, and all night long dreamed she heard the angels calling her.

She woke weeping that her time was come so early, while as yet she had tasted so little of the pleasure of life.

But the truth was, she had as yet, poor child, got so little of the _good_ of life, that it was not at all time for her to go.
When her hour drew near, Tom condescended--unwillingly, I am sorry to say, for he did not take the trouble to understand her feelings--to leave word where he might be found if he should be wanted.