If you think her so perfect, why don't you marry her, instead of me ?" "Simply because she won't have me," returned Henry, and then not wishing to provoke Ella too far, he playfully threw his arm around her waist, adding "But come, my little beauty, don't let's quarrel any more about her.

I ought to like _my sister_, and you shouldn't be jealous.

So throw on your cloak, and let's be off." "Oh, no, not yet.

It's too early" answered Ella, nothing loth to have an hour alone with him.
So they sat down together upon the sofa, and after asking about Rose, and how long Jenny was to remain in Glenwood, Ella, chancing to think of the strange discovery that day made with regard to herself and Mary, mentioned it to Henry, who seemed much more excited about it than she had been.
"Mrs.Campbell, your mother's sister!" said he.

"And Mary's aunt too?
Why didn't you tell me before ?" "Because I didn't think of it," returned Ella.