'In seven years more I shall be as tall as you nearly.' 'Arthur,' said his mother, 'tell him to come in.

Go on, Richard.' There was a touch of sadness as well as coldness in her voice, but I knew not to what to ascribe it.

The carriage drove on and entered the gates before us.

My little companion led me up the park, discoursing merrily all the way.

Arrived at the hall-door, I paused on the steps and looked round me, waiting to recover my composure, if possible--or, at any rate, to remember my new-formed resolutions and the principles on which they were founded; and it was not till Arthur had been for some time gently pulling my coat, and repeating his invitations to enter, that I at length consented to accompany him into the apartment where the ladies awaited us.
Helen eyed me as I entered with a kind of gentle, serious scrutiny, and politely asked after Mrs.Markham and Rose.