Shall we not ?" "Yes, yes, dear, dear, precious father." Mr.Travilla stood by with a face full of compassionate tenderness.
Putting one hand into her father's, Elsie turned, gave him the other, and together they led her to the carriage and placed her in it.

There was a hearty, lingering hand-shaking between the two gentlemen.

Mr.Travilla took his seat by Elsie's side, and amid a chorus of good-byes they were whirled rapidly away.
"Cheer up, my dear," said Rose, leaning affectionately on her husband's arm; "it is altogether addition and not subtraction; you have not lost a daughter but gained a son." "These rooms tell a different tale," he answered with a sigh.

"How desolate they seem.

But this is no time for the indulgence of sadness.