Then she hesitated and looked at John, who was standing beside the clergyman.

"Good-bye," she repeated, holding out her little hand shyly towards him.

John took it and grew redder than ever as he felt that the lady was watching him.

Then the little girl blushed and laughed in her small embarrassment, and climbed into the carriage.
"You will write, then ?" asked Mr.Ambrose as he shut the door.
"Yes--and thank you again.

You are very, very kind to me," answered the lady, and John thought that as she spoke there were tears in her voice.
She seemed very unhappy and to John she seemed very beautiful.