I shook my head, and went meditating into the house.

The day being wet, she could not divert herself with rambling about the park; so, at the conclusion of her morning studies, she resorted to the solace of the drawer.

Her father sat reading at the table; and I, on purpose, had sought a bit of work in some unripped fringes of the window-curtain, keeping my eye steadily fixed on her proceedings.

Never did any bird flying back to a plundered nest, which it had left brimful of chirping young ones, express more complete despair, in its anguished cries and flutterings, than she by her single 'Oh!' and the change that transfigured her late happy countenance.
Mr.Linton looked up.
'What is the matter, love?
Have you hurt yourself ?' he said.
His tone and look assured her _he_ had not been the discoverer of the hoard.
'No, papa!' she gasped.

'Ellen! Ellen! come up-stairs--I'm sick!' I obeyed her summons, and accompanied her out.
'Oh, Ellen! you have got them,' she commenced immediately, dropping on her knees, when we were enclosed alone.