She was not very clever, nor very animated, nor had she apparently the energy of her brother; but she was guided by a high principle of right and wrong; her temper was sweet, and her faults were fewer in number than her virtues.

Those who casually met Mary Bold thought little of her; but those who knew her well loved her well, and the longer they knew her the more they loved her.

Among those who were fondest of her was Eleanor Harding; and though Eleanor had never openly talked to her of her brother, each understood the other's feelings about him.

The brother and sister were sitting together when the two notes were brought in.
"How odd," said Mary, "that they should send two notes.

Well, if Mr Harding becomes fashionable, the world is going to change." Her brother understood immediately the nature and intention of the peace-offering; but it was not so easy for him to behave well in the matter, as it was for Mr Harding.