Besides, he is so good, noble, and true, that any woman might be proud to be his wife." "Yes: I admit every word of it; but all that doesn't explain your tears," returned Ella, half sympathizingly, half teasingly.

"Now, I should have supposed that anybody who could boast of such a piece of perfection for a husband would be very happy." "But I--we've hardly ever been separated over night," stammered Zoe, blushing rosy red; "and--and--O Ella! I hadn't a chance to say good-by to him, and--and you know accidents so often happen"-- She broke down with a burst of tears and sobs that quite dismayed her cousin.
"Why, Zoe, I'm afraid you cannot be well," she said.

"Come, cheer up, and don't borrow trouble." "I'm afraid I'm very silly, and have been making you very uncomfortable," said Zoe, hastily wiping away her tears, "and it's a great shame; particularly, considering that you have kindly come on purpose to help me through with a disagreeable task.
"I'll show you to your room now, if you like," she added, rising, "and try to behave myself better during the rest of your visit." "Apologies are quite uncalled for," returned Ella lightly, as they went up-stairs together.

"I have always had a good time at Ion, and don't believe this is going to be an exception to the general rule.

But do you know," lowering her voice a little, "I don't propose to spend nearly all my time with that hateful Miss Deane.