I'd give a good deal for conversational powers equal to hers." "So would I," Zoe said, with an involuntary sigh.
Ella gave her a keen, inquiring look; and Zoe flushed hotly under it.
"Shall we go down now ?" she asked.

"It is nearly dinner-time; and we shall have to dine alone unless some one drops in unexpectedly," she added, as they left the room together, and passed down the stairs, arm in arm.
"If Arthur should, wouldn't it be a trial to Miss Deane to have to dine in her own room ?" exclaimed Ella, with a gleeful laugh.
"Why, what do you mean ?" asked Zoe, opening her eyes wide with surprise.
"That she would not have the slightest objection to becoming Mrs.Dr.
Conly." "But you don't think there's any danger ?" queried Zoe, by no means pleased with the idea of having the lady in question made a member of the family connection.
"No, and I certainly hope not.

It wouldn't be I that would want to call her sister," returned Ella emphatically.
"I should think Art had sufficient penetration to see through her," said Zoe.

"But no; on second thoughts, I'm not so sure; for Ned will have it that it's more than half my imagination when I say she sneers at me." "That's too bad," said Ella.

"But Art is older than Ned by some years, and has probably had more opportunity to study character." "Yes," replied Zoe, speaking with some hesitation, not liking to admit that any one was wiser than her husband, little as she was inclined to own herself in the wrong when he differed from her..