Her face changed as suddenly as an April day.
"Oh, yes!" she cried, with a beaming smile.

"I loves 'm bettah than anything!" He tied his horse, and led the way to the conservatory.

He opened the door for her to pass through, and then watched her closely to see what impression it would make on her.

He had expected a delighted exclamation of surprise, for he had good reason to be proud of his rare plants.

They were arranged with a true artist's eye for colour and effect.
She did not say a word for a moment, but drew a long breath, while the delicate pink in her cheeks deepened and her eyes lighted up.