See, there she comes," and he pointed to a group just entering the room.
An expression of contempt curled Rose's lip, as she glanced at Ella, and thought of being outshone by her dollish figure and face.

"I'm in no danger, unless a more formidable rival than that silly thing appears," thought she; and she drew up her slender form with a more queenly grace, and bowed somewhat haughtily to Ella, who came up to greet her.

There was a world of affection in Ella's soft hazel ayes, as they looked eagerly up to Henry, who for the sake of torturing the young girl feigned not to see her until she had stood near him some minutes.

Then offering her his hand he said, with the utmost nonchalance, "Why, Ella, are you here?
I was watching so anxiously for your sister that I did not notice your entrance." Ella had dressed herself for the party with more than usual care, and as she smoothed down the folds of her delicate pink silk, and shook back her long glossy curls, she thought, "He cannot think Mary handsomer than I am to-night;" and now when the first remark he addressed to her was concerning her sister, she replied rather pettishly, "I believe you are always thinking about Mary." "Now, don't be jealous," returned Henry, "I only wish to see the contrast between you." Ella fancied that the preference would of course be in her favor, and casting aside all unpleasant feelings, she exerted herself to the utmost to keep Henry at her side, asking him numberless questions, and suddenly recollecting something which she wished to tell him, if he made a movement towards leaving her.
"Confound it.

How tight she sticks to a fellow," thought he, "but I'll get away from her yet." Just then Ida and Mary were announced.